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CHRISTIAN  PSALMODY; 


DIRECTIONS  FOR  MUSICAL  EXPRESSION 


BY  SAMUEL  WORCESTER,  D.  D. 

Late  Pastor  of  the  Tabernacle  Church,  Salem,  Mats* 


Stereotype  Edition. 

ttontmx : 

PUBLISHED  BY  SAMUEL  T.  ARMSTRONG, 

AND  CROCKER  &  BREWSTER, 

No.  50,  CornhilL 

1323. 


DISTRICT  Oh'  JiUSSJlCHUSETTS—To  wit; 
District  Clerk's  Office. 
BE  IT  REMEMBERED,  that  on  the  seventh  day  of  January 
A.  D.  1815,  find  in  the  fortieth  year  of  the  independence  of  the  Unit- 
ed States  of  America,  Samvel  Worcester,  of  the  said  District,  has 
deposited  in  this  office  the  title  of  a  book,  the  right  whereof  he  claims 
as  Proprietor,  in  the  words  following,  to  wit: — 

"  Christian  Psalmody,  in  four  parts;  comprising  Dr.  Watts's  Psalms 
abridged  ;  Dr.  Watts's  Hymns  abridged  ;  Select  Hymns  from  other 
Authors;  and  Select  Harmony:  together  with  Directions  for  Musi- 
cal Expression.  By  Samuel  Worcester,  D.  D.  Pastor  of  the  Taber- 
nacle Church,  Salern." 

In  conformity  to  the  act  of  the  Congress  of  the  United  States,  en- 
titled, "An  act  for  the  encouragement  of  learning,  by  securing  the 
copies  of  maps,  charts,  and  books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of 
such  copies,  during  the  times  therein  mentioned  ;"  and  also  to  an  act 
entitled,  "An  act  supplementary  to  an  act,  entitled  an  act  for  the 
encouragement  of  learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  maps,  charts, 
and  books,  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies  during  the 
times  therein  mentioned;  and  extending  the  benefits  thereof  to  the 
arts  of  designing,  engraving,  and  etching,  historical  and  other  prints.'' 
WILLIAM  S.  SHAW, 
Clerk  of  the  District  of  Massachusetts 


KEY  OF  EXPRESSION. 

a — Very  slow.  o — Quick. 

e — Slow.  u — Very  quick. 

a — Very  soft.  o — Loud. 

e — Soft.  u — Very  loud. 

p — Slow  and  soft.        b — Quick  and  soft. 

g — Slow  and  loud.       s — Quick  and  loud. 

d — Variously  distinctive. 


Stereotyped  by  T.  H.  Sf  C.  Carter,  Bastor*. 


A  TABLE, 

TO  FIND  ANY  OF  THE  SELECT  HYMNS  BY  THE 
FIRST  LINE. 


S. 
Alas !  what  hourly 
All  hail  the  power 
Although  the  vine 
Vm  I  a  Soldier 
And  is  the  Gospel 
And  let  this  feeble 
And  will  the  great 
Angels,  roll  the  rock 
Arm  of  the  Lord, 
As  birds  their  infant 
Attend,  my  soul, 
Awake,  and  sing 
Awake,  my  soul, 
Awake,  ye  saints, 
Bestow,  dear  Lord, 
Blessed  are  the  sons 
Blest  be  the  tie 
Blow  ye  the  trumpet 
By  whom  was  David 
Come,  Holy  Spirit, 
Come,  humble  sinner, 
Come,  thou  Almighty 
Come,  condescending 
Come,  thou  Fount 
Come,  thou  long 
Come  tune,  ye  saints, 
Come,  ye  weary  souls, 
Day  of  Judgment, 
Dear  Jesus,  when, 
Dear  Lord,  and  shall 
Descend  Holy  Spirit, 
Didst  thou,  dear  Jesus, 
Dismiss  us  with  thy 
Encompass' d  with 
Eternal  God,  enthron'd 
Eternal  Source 
Eternal  Wisdom, 
Exert  thy  pow'r, 
Faith,  'tis  a  precious 
Father,  how  wide 
Father  of  all,  we  bow 
Father  of  men,  thy  care 
Father  of  mercies, 
Father  of  mercies,  ssnd 
Fierce  passions 
.From  whence  these 
Glorious  things  of  thee 
Glory  to  God  on  high 
Glory  to  thee,  my  God, 
God  moves  in  a 
Glorious  Lord, 
Grateful  notes 
Great  God,  now 
Great  God,  the  nations 
Great  God,  we  sing 
Creat  Lord  of  angels. 
£2uide  me,  O  thou 


Hymn. 

59 

26 

95 

90 

14 

223 

141 

24 

181 

178 

5 

103 

199 

215 

165 

100 

195 

132 

75 

35 

39 

107 

197 

80 

154 

23 

112 

235 

57 

42 

55 

72 

129 

53 

219 

140 

3 

182 

44 

29 

133 

198 

145 

190 

73 

18 

177 

30 

201 

63 

167 

104 

162 

184 

213 

143 

91 


S.  Hymn, 

Hail,  everlasting  Spring,  175 

Hail,  mighty  Jesus,  115 

Hail,  the  day  that  saw  22 

Hail,  thou  once  32 

Hark,  hear  the  sound,  118 

Hark,  the  glad  sound,  13 
Hark  the  herald  angels  sing,      8 

Hark,  the  herald  angels  21 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  173 

Heal  us,  Emmanuel,  76 

Hear  what  God  the  Lord  179 

Hear  what  the  Lord,  159 

Heav'n  has  confirm'd  221 

He  dies,  the  Friend  20 

He  lives,  the  great  31 

Here  at  thy  table,  Lord,  169 

He  who  on  earth  as  man  150 

His  master  taken  from  148 

Honour  and  happiness  105 

House  of  our  God,  214 

How  are  thy  servants  94 

How  blest  is  our  Friend  230 

How  helpless  guilty  34 

How  oft,  alas,  37 

How  shall  I  my  81 

How  rich  thy  bounty,  146 

How  soft  the  words  164 

How  sweetly  along  207 

I  ask'd  the  Lord  56 

I  know  that  my  86 

Indulgent  Sovereign  180 

In  sin  by  blinded  41 

Inspirer  and  hearer  202 

In  sweet  exalted  strains  142 

In  themselves  as  weak  135 

In  this  world  of  sin  218 

Israel,  in  ancient  days  7 

It  is  the  Lord,  71 

I  was  a  grov'ling  61 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be  50 

Jesus,  at  thy  command  85 

Jesus,  full  of  all  113 

Jesus,  I  know,  has  died  62 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul  84 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  192 

Jesus,  thy  blood  89 

Jesus,  whose  blood  77 

Joy  is  a  fruit  66 

Keep  silence,  4 

Kindred  in  Christ,  194 

Let  m&  dwell  on  17-1 

Let  us  awake  our  joys  27 

Lift  up  your  heads  11 

Listen,  ye  hills,  139 

Lo  !  he  comes,  234 

Look  down,  O  Lord,  H4 

Look  up,  my  soul,  J87 


4                            TABLE  OF  F 
&  Hymn. 

Lo!  on  »•  narrow  neck  217 

Lord  of  all  worlds,  185 

-iordoflife,  193 

jord,  send  thy  word,  183 

_<ord,  we  come  before  120 

Lord,  what  our  ears  160 

Love  Divine,  all  love  127 

Manna  to  Israel  65 

Many  woes  had  Christ  17 

Mighty  God,  £>5 

My  gracious  Redeemer  101 

My  song-  shall  bless  83 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  33 

Now  for  a  hymn  152 

Now  let  our  drooping-  1-19 

Now  may  fervent  166 

Now  may  the  God  131 

Now  may  the  Lord  209 

Now  the  shades  200 

O  charity,  thou  191 

O'er  mountain  tops  186 

O,  for  a  closer  walk  67 

O  God,  we  praise  thee,  236 

O  God,  whose  47 

O  happy  day,  that  fix'd  151 

O  how  I  love  thy  69 

O  Lord,  my  best   ^  70 

O  Lord,  our  languid  125 

O  my  soul  what  means  60 

One  there  is,  above  all  64 

On  man  in  his  own  6 

On  thee  each  morning-,  203 

On  wings  of  faith  99 

O  righteous  God,  138 

O  sight  of  anguish  !  12 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  36 

O  thou,  before  whose  147 

O  time,  how  few  thy  216 

Our  Saviour  alone  102 

O  Zion,  afflicted  with  153 

Perpetual  Source  51 

Praise  to  the  Lord  144 

Raise,  thoughtless  108 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King  28 

Religion  is  the  chief  205 

Remark,  my  soul,  212 

Rise,  my  soul,  93 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  45 

Safely  through  another  121 

See  Gabriel  swift  93 

See,  gracious  Lord,  136 

See  how  brown  autumn  210 

See  Israel's  gentle  161 

Shepherds  rejoice,  10 

Sin  enslav'd  me  4C 

Since  Jesus  freely  196 

Sing  ye  redeemed  176 

Sinner,  art  thou  still  109 

Sinners,  the  voice  110 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  111 

Son  of  God,  thy  blestsinj  8" 


1R.ST  LINKS 

S.  Hymn 

Stern  winter  throws  21 

Sweet  was  the  tim«  52 

Take  comfort,  228 

The  billows  swell,  83 

The  deluge,  at  th'  63 

The  Lord  my  pasture  92 

The  Lord  of  Sabbath  123 

The  Lord  on  mortal  117 

The  message  first  156 

The  moment  a  sinner  43 

The  new-born  child  46 

The  peace  which  God  130 

There  is  a  God  1 

The  saints  should  never  74 

The  Saviour !  what  a  172 

The  Spirit  breathes  120 

This  is  the  feast  170 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  96 

Thou  only  Sovereign  82 

Through  all  changing-  79 

Thus  saith  the  Holy  One  158 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  155 

Thy  bounties,  gracious  189 

Thy  life  I  read,  225 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  54 

'Tis  finish'd — so  19 

To  praise  the  ever  208 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  231 

Vain  man,  thy  fond  220 

Weary  of  struggling  38 

Welcome,  delightful  122 

What  jarring  nature  58 

What  scenes  of  horrour  224 

AVhat  various  134 

What  venerable  sight  16 

When  Abraham  full  137 

AVhen  all  thy  mercies,  78 

When  any  turn  49 

AVhen  at  this  distance,  15 

When  blooming  youth  227 

When  I  view  my  168 

AVhen  on  the  cross  171 

AVhen,  streaming  204 

AArhen  the  last  trumpet's  232 

When  verdure  clothes  206 

AArhen  wi'd  confusion  233 

AVhen  I  to  grief  116 

AVhile  on  the  verge  222 

AVhile  shepherds  9 

AVhilst  thee  I  seek,  124 

AVith  my  substance  188 

AVith  rev'rend  awe,  119 

ASrorld  adieu,  97 

AA^rite  to  Sardis,  157 

Ye  golden  lamps  229 

Ye  hearts,  with  163 

Ye  humble  souls,  2 

Ye  mourning  saints,  226 

Ye  servants  of  God  106 

Ye  sons  of  earth,  J28 

Zeal  is  that  pura  49 


HYMNS 

SELECTED 

FROM  VARIOUS  AUTHORS. 

HYMN  1.     L.  M.     Old  Hundred.  [*] 
Being  of  God.  Ps.  civ. 
e  1  fl^HERE  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks, 

_l_  Through  earth,  and  air,  and  sea,  and  skies  ; 
o  See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 

When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise. 
-  -2  The  rising  sun  serenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame, 

Inscribes  in  characters  of  light, 

His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name, 
o  3  The  flow'ry  tribes  all  blooming  rise, 

Above  the  weak  attempts  of  art ; 
e  The  smallest  worms,  the  meanest  flies, 

Speak  sweet  conviction  to  the  heart. 
—4  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
e  Confess  the  footsteps  of  the  God; — 
a  Bow  down  before  him — and  adore.  Steele. 

HYMN  2.     C.  M.     Tunbridge.  [b*] 
Goodness  of  God.     Nabum,  i,  7. 

1  "V7"E  humble  souls,  approach  your  God, 

JBL     With  songs  of  sacred  praise  ; 
For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care, 
In  him  we  live  and  move  ; 

o  But  nobler  benefits  declare 

The  wonders  of  his  love, 
e  3  He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms  ; 
— 'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known,, 

In  its  divinest  forms, 
c  4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come  y 

'Tis  here  our  hope  relies : 
o  A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 

When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 
1* 


6  HYMN  3,  4.  Select. 

— 5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 
The  souls  who  trust  in  thee  ; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward, 
With  bliss  divinely  free. 
o  6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  Love, 
"What  honours  shall  we  raise  ? 
V       Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above, 
\       Can  render  equal  praise.  Steele. 

HYMN  3.~C.  M.     Mitcham.  Arundel  [*] 

God  the  Creator. 
1  Tjl  TERNAL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 

JUJ  Thee  the  creation  sings  ; 
With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 

And  heav'n's  high  palace  rings. 

g  2  Thy  hand, — how  wide  it  spread  the  sky  J 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
— Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heavily  die, 

And  starr'd  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Thro1  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terrour  and  delight. 
g  4  Infinite  strength,  and  equal  skill, 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad  ; 
e  Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 

And  speak  the  builder — God. 
— 5  But  still  the  wonders  of  thy  gra«e 
g       Our  softer  passions  move  ; 
Pity  divine  in  Jesus'  face, 

We  see,  adore,  and  love.  WATTS. 

HYMN  4.     C.  M.     Bedford.  [*] 
Sovereignty  and  Dominion  of  God. 
a  1  T7"EEP  silence — all  created  things, 
j\-  And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ; 
My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
The  honours  of  her  God. 
e  2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 
Hang  on  his  firm  decree  ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 

Nor  borrows  leave — to  be. 
3  Chain'd  to  his  throne  a  volume  lies, 
With  all  the  fates  of  men  ; 


Select.  HYMN  5. 


With  ev'ry  angel's  form  and  size, 

Drawn  by  th'  eternal  pen. 
— 4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  ev'ry  stroke, 

Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  (Here  he  exalts  neglected  worms, 
To  sceptres  and  a  crown ; 

And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 
Nor  God  the  reason  gives  ; 

Nor  dares  the  favourite  angel  pry, 

Between  the  folded  leaves.) 
e  7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate,  with  curious  eyes  ; 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 

Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 
!--8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

O  may  1  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 

Beneath  my  Lord — the  Lamb.  Watts. 

HYMN  5.     L.  P.  M.     St.  Helen's.  [*] 
God's  Name  proclaimed.  Ex.  xxxiv,  6 — 8. 
1     A  TTEND,  my  soul,  the  voice  divine 
_£TL  And  mark  what  beaming  glories  shine, 
Around  thy  condescending  God  ! 
To  us — to  us,  he  still  proclaims, 
e  His  awful,  his  endearing  names ; 
o       Attend,  and  sound  them  all  abroad. 
d  2  "  Jehovah  I,  the  sovereign  Lord, 
"  The  mighty  God,  by  heav'n  ador'd, 
"  Down  to  the  earth  my  footsteps  bend  : 
e   "  My  heart  the  tenderest  pity  knows, 
M  Goodness,  full-streaming  wide  o'erflows 
61  And  grace  and  truth  shall  never  end. 
3  "My  patience  long  can  crimes  endure, 
"  My  pard'ning  love  is  ever  sure, 

M  When  penitential  sorrow  mourns  ; 
"  To  millions,  thro'  unnumber'd  years, 
"  New  hope  and  new  delight  it  bears  ; 
"  Yet  wrath  against  the  sinner  burns." 


HYMN  6,  7.  Select. 


o  4  Make  haste,  my  soul,  the  vision  meet, 
e  All  prostrate  at  thy  Sovereign's  feet, 
—     And  drink  the  tuneful  accents  in  : 
o  Speak  on,  my  Lord,  repeat  the  voice, 
Diffuse  these  heart-expanding  joys, 
Till  heav'n  repeat  the  rapt'rous  scene. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN  6.     C.  M.     Colchester.  [*] 
Adam  :  or,  the  Fall  of  Man.     Gen.  iii. 
1   /"\N  man,  in  his  own  image  made, 

\^F  How  much  did  God  bestow ! 
The  whole  creation  homage  paid, 
And  own'd  him  Lord  below, 
o  2  He  dwelt  in  Eden's  garden,  stor'd 
With  sweets  for  ev'ry  sense  ; 
And  there,  with  his  descending  Lord, 
He  walk'd  in  confidence. 

«  3  But  oh  !  by  sin  how  quickly  chang'd  1 

His  honour  forfeited  ; 
His  heart  from  God  and  truth,  estranged, 

His  conscience,  fill'd  with  dread. 
t-4  Now  from  his  Maker's  voice  he  flies, 

"Which  was  before  his  joy : 
And  thinks  to  hide  amidst  the  trees, 

From  an  all-seeing  eye. 
5  Compell'd  to  answer  to  his  name ; 

With  stubbornness  and  pride, 
He  cast  on  God  himself  the  blame, 

Nor  once  for  mercy  cried. 
o   6  But  grace,  unask'd,  his  heart  subduM, 

And  all  his  guilt  forgave  : 
By  faith  the  promis'd  Seed  he  view'd, 

And  felt  the  power  to  save.  Newtojt. 

HYMN  7.     H.  M.  Allerton.  [*] 
Types  of  the  Messiah.     Heb.  iv,  2. 
1  TTSRAEL  in  ancient  days, 
JL  Not  only  had  a  view 
Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 

But  learn'd  the  gospel  too : 
The  types  and  figures  were  a  glass, 
In  which  they  saw  the  Saviour's  face. 


Select.  HYMN  8. 


2  The  paschal  sacrifice, 

And  blood-besprinkled  door, — 
Seen  with  enlightened  eyes, 

And  once  apply'd  with  pow'r, 
Would  teach  the  need  of  other  blood, 
To  reconcile  an  angry  God. 

3  The  lamb,  the  dove,  set  forth 
His  perfect  innocence, 

Whose  blood  of  matchless  worth 
Should  be  the  soul's  defence  : 
For  he  who  can  for  sin  atone, 
Must  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 

4  The  scape-goat  on  his  head, 
The  people's  trespass  bore  ; 

And  to  the  desert  led, 
Was  to  be  seen  no  more : 
In  him  our  Surety  seem'd  to  say, 
d  "  Behold,  I  bear  your  sins  away." 
—     5  Dipp'd  in  his  fellow's  blood, 
The  living  bird  went  free  : 
The  type,  well  understood, 
Express'd  the  sinner's  plea— 
t   Describ'd  a  guilty  soul  enlarg'd, 

And  by  a  Saviour's  death  discharg'd. 
o       6  Jesus,  I  love  to  trace, 

Throughout  the  sacred  page, 
The  footsteps  of  thy  grace, 
The  same  in  ev'ry  age  ! 
— O  grant  that  I  may  faithful  be, 

To  clearer  light  vouchsaf 'd  to  me !  CowPElU 

HYMN  8.  7's.     Redeeming  Love.  [*] 
Birth  of  the  Saviour. 

1  TIT  ARK !  the  herald  angels  sing, 
JLJL  "  Glory  to  the  new-born  King ! 

M  Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
**  God  and  sinners  reconcil'd  !" 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies  ; 
With  th1  angelic  host  proclaim, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem. 

4  Veil'd  in  flesh — the  Godhead  see, 
Hail  th'  incarnate  Deity  ; 


10  Hi  JIN  l!,   10.  Select. 

Pleas'd  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 

Jesus  our  Emmanuel  here. 
o  5  Hail  the  heav'n-born  Prince  of  Peace  ! 

Hail  the  Sun  of  Righteousness  ! 

Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Ris'n  with  healing  in  his  wings. 
c  6  Mild,  he  lays  his  glory  by  ; 

Born,  that  man  no  more  may  die  ; 

Born,  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth  ; 

Born,  to  give  them  second  birth.         Rippon's  Col. 

HYMN.  9.     C.  M.     Bethlehem.  [*] 
Joy  of  Angels  al  the  Saviour'' s  Birth. 

I  X^THILE  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by 

v  ¥      All  seated  on  the  ground,  [night, 

The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around, 
c  2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind, 
o  u  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring, 

M  To  you  and  all  mankind, 
b  3  "  To  you  in  David's  town,  this  day, 
a  Is  born  of  David's  line, 

II  The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 
"  And  this  shall  be  the  sign  : — 

4  u  The  heav'nly  Babe  you  there  shall  find, 

"  To  human  view  display'd, 
e  "  All  meanly  wrapp'd  in  swaddling  bands 

And  in  a  manger  laid." 
— 5  Thus  spake  the  seraph  ;  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 

Address'd  their  joyful  song : — 
b  6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

"  And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 
g  "  Good  will  henceforth  from  heav'n  to  men, 

"  Begin,  and  never  cease."      Patrick  or  Tate. 

HYMN  10.     C.  M.     Devizes.  [*] 
JLngeVs  Song.     Luke  ii,  8 — 14. 
o  1  "  QHEPHERDS,  rejoice  ;  lift  up  your  eyes, 
k5  "  And  send  your  fears  away  ; 
"  News  from  the  region  of  the  skies — 
u       "  Salvation's  born  to-day  ! 


Select.  HYMN  It.    -  11 


e  2  "  Jesus,  the  God,  whom  angels  fear, 

"  Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
— "  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
e       "  But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "  No  gold,  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 

"  Nor  royal  shining  things  ; 
M  A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
a       "  And  holds  the  King  of  kings  ! 
a  4  "  Go,  shepherds,  where  the  Infant  lies, 

M  And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 
p  "  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 

"  Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 
— 5  Thus  Gabriel  sang — and  straight  around", 

The  heav'nly  armies  throng  : 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lefty  sound, 

And  thus  conclude  the  song  : — 
s  6  "  Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 

"  Let  peace  surround  the  earth  ; 
"Mortals  shall  know  their  Makers  love, 

"  At  their  Redeemer's  birth."      Watts's  Lyr. 

HYMN  11.     8,  6  5:5.     Christmas.  [*] 
Christmas  Morn. 
o  1   Ip   IFT  up  your  heads  in  joyful  hope, 

_fi-i  Salute  the  happy  morn : 
—         Each  heav'nly  pow'r, 
o      •    Proclaim  the  glad  hour  ; 
s  Lo,  Jesus  the  Saviour  is  born  I 
o  2  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

To  him  all  praise  is  due  ; 
o  The  promise  is  seal'd — 

The  Saviour's  reveal'd — 
And  proves  that  the  record  is  true, 
s  3  Let  joy  around  like  rivers  flow  ; 
Flow  on,  and  still  increase  ; 
Spread  o'er  the  glad  earth, 
At  Emmanuel's  birth — 
For  heaven  and  earth  are  at  peace, 
e  4  Now  the  good  will  of  God  is  shewn 

Towards  Adam's  helpless  race  ; 
o  Messiah  is  come — 

To  ransom  his  own — 
To  save  them  by  infinite  grace. 


HYMN  12,  1.3.  Select 


o  5  Then  let  us  join  the  heav'ns  above, 

"Where  hymning  seraphs  ring  ; 
s  Join  all  the  glad  pow'ra — 

For  their  Lord  is  ours — 
Our  Prophet,  our  Priest,  and  our  King.  Maden's  Col. 

~HYMN_12.    C.  P7  M.     Pilgrim,  [b] 

Infancy  of  the  Saviour. 
p  1   jT\  SIGHT  of  anguish!  view  it  near, — 
\_J    What  weeping  innocence  is  here — 
A  manger  for  his  bed  ! 
—The  brutes  yield  refuge  to  his  wo — 
e  Men,  worse  than  brutes,  no  pity  show, 

Nor  give  him  friendly  aid  ! 
o  2  Why  do  no  rapid  thunders  roll? 

Why  do  not  tempests  reck  the  pole  i 
r.       O  miracle  of  grace ! 
o  Or  why  no  angels  on  the  wing, 

Warm  for  the  honour  of  their  King, 
e       To  punish  all  the  race  ! 
e  3  Tho'  now  an  Infant  batlvd  in  tears, 
o   He  call'd  to  form  the  rolling  spheres ; 
g      And  seraphs  cwnM  his  nod  ! 
c  Helpless  he  calls,  but  men  delay : — 
e  Ungrateful  sinners  disobey 

The  first-born  Son  of  God  ! 
— 4  Say,  radiant  seraphs,  thronVl  in  light, 
o  Did  love  e'er  tow'r  so  high  a  flight  ? — 
e       Or  glory  sink  so  low? 
— This  wonder  angels  scarce  declare  ; 
Angels  the  rapture  scarce  can  hear, 
Or  equal  praise  bestow. 
e  5  Redemption!  His  a  boundless  theme; 
Thou  boundless  Mind,  our  hearts  inflame, — 
With  ardour  from  above  : 
d  Words  are  but  faint,  let  joy  express — 
Vain  is  mere  joy — let  actions  bless — 
This  prodigy  of  love. 

HYMN  13.     C.  M.     Arundel  [*] 

Christ"1  s  Ministry.     Luke  iv,  18,  19. 
d  1  TTTARK, — the  glad  sound ! — the  Saviour  comesj 

JLjL  The  Saviour  promis'd  long ! 
— Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  a  throne — 

And  ev'ry  voice  a  song. 


Select.  HYMN   11.  IS 


2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largly  pottr»d, 

Exerts  its  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 

His  holy  breast  inspire.     v 
o  3  He  comes — the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
c  The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst — 

The  iron  fetters  yield  ! 
o  4  He  comes — from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray  ; 
o  And  on  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind, 

To  pour  celestial  day. 
c  5  He  comes — the  broken  heart  to  bind— 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 
o  And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 

T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 
e  6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heav'n's  eternal  arches  ring 

With  thy  beloved  name.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  14.     L.  M.     Islington.  [*] 
ChrisPs  Example. 

1  A  ND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 
jFSL  Such  let  our  conversation  be  ; 

The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, — 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife  ; 
To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind ! 
How  mild — how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 

And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live, 

4  To  do  his  heav'nly  Father's  will, 
Was  his  employment  and  delight ; 
Humility  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labours  of  his  life  were  love  ; 
Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviour's  nama, 

By  his  example  let  us  move,  Steele, 

Select.  2 


H  HYMN  15,  16.  Select 

HYMN  15.     L,  M.      Weldon.  [*] 
ChrisPs  Transfiguration.  Matt,  xvii,  4. 

1  "^TTHEN  at  this  distance,  Lord,  we  trace 

V  T  The  various  glories  of  thy  face, 
What  transport  pours  o'er  all  our  breast, 
And  charms  our  cares  and  woes  to  rest ! 

2  With  thee,  in  the  obscurest  cell, 
On  some  bleak  mountain  would  I  dwell ; 
Rather  than  pompous  courts  behold, 
And  share  their  grandeur  and  their  gold. 

d  3  Away,  ye  charms  of  mortal  joy  ! 

Raptures  divine  my  thoughts  employ  ! 
o  I  see  the  King  of  glory  shine  ; — 
ft  I  feel  his  love,  and  call  him  mine. 
— 4  On  Tabor  thus  his  servants  view'd 

His  lustre,  when  transformed  he  stood  ; 

And,  bidding  earthly  scenes  farewell, 

Cried,  uLord,  His  pleasant  here  to  dwell." 
-  -5  Yet  still  our  elevated  eyes 

To  nobler  visions  long  to  rise  ; 
o  That  grand  assembly  would  we  join, 

Where  all  thy  saints  around  thee  shine. 
d  6  That  mount — how  bright !  those  forms — how  fair  I 
o  'Tis  good  to  dwell  forever  there  : 
— Come,  death,  dear  envoy  of  our  God, 

And  bear  me  to  that  blest  abode.  Doddridke. 

HYMN  16.     L.  M.     Dresden.  [*] 

Christ  weeping  over  Jerusalem.  Luke  xix,  41,  42. 
p  1  "¥^f7*HAT  venerable  sight  appears  ! — 

T  T    The  Son  of  God— dissolved  in  tears  !— 

Trace,  O  my  soul,  with  sad  surprise, 

The  sorrows  of  a  Saviour's  eyes. 
e  2  For  whom,  bless1  d  Jesus,  we  would  knew, 

Doth  such  a  sacred  torrent  flow  ? — 

What  brother,  or  what  friend  of  thine, 

Is  grae'd  and  mourn'd  with  drops  divine  ? 
— 3  Nor  brother,  there,  nor  friend  I  see — 
d  But  sons  of  pride  and  cruelty  ; 

Who  like  rapacious  tigers  stood, 

Impatient,  panting  for  thy  blood. 
p  4  Dear  Lord,  and  did  thy  gushing  eyes 

Thus  stream  o'er  dying  enemies  ? 


Select.  HYMN  17.  15 

And  can  thy  tenderness  forget 

The  sinner  humbled  at  thy  feet  ? 
e  5  With  deep  remorse  our  bowels  move, — 

That  we  have  wrong' d  such  matchless  love; 
e   Thy  gentle  pity,  Lord,  display, 

And  smile  these  trembling  fears  away. 
— 6  Give  us  to  shine  before  thy  face, 

Eternal  trophies  of  thy  grace  ; 
o  Where  songs  of  praise  thy  saints  employ, 

And  mingle  with  a  Saviour's  joy.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  17.  7s.     St  John's,  [b] 
Gethsemane  :  or,  Agony  in  the  Garden.  Matt,  xxvi,  36—45. 

1   7%/TANY  woes  had  Christ  endur'd, 
i.?JL  Many  sore  temptations  met, 

Patient  and  to  pains  inur'd  ! 
e  But  the  sorest  trial  yet 

Was  to  be  srustain'd  in  thee, — 
a  Gloomy — sad — Gethsemane  ! 
e  2  Came  at  length  the  dreadful  night ! 
d  Vengeance,  with  its  iron  rod, 

Stood,  and  with  collected  might, 

Bruis'd  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God : 
p  See,  my  soul,  the  Saviour  see — 

Prostrate  in  Gethsemane. 
e  3  There  my  God  bore  all  my  guilt ; 
— This,  through  grace,  can  be  believ'd ! 
e  But  the  torments  which  he  felt, 

Are  too  vast  to  be  conceiv'd : 

None  can  penetrate  through  thee — 
a  Doleful — dark — Gethsemane. 

4  All  my  sins  against  my  God — 
e  All  my  sins  against  his  laws — 

All  my  sins  against  his  blood — 

All  my  sins  against  his  cause  : — 
e  Sins  as  boundless  as  the  sea  ! 

Hide  me,  O  Gethsemane ! 

—5  Here's  my  claim,  and  here  alone  ; 
None  a  Saviour  more  can  need  ; 
Deeds  of  righteousness  I've  none  ; 
Not  a  work  that  I  can  plead  : 
Not  a  glimpse  of  hope  for  me, 
Only  in  Gethsemane. 


16  HYMN  18,  19.  Sclent 


e  6  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  almighty  God  of  love, 
Prais'd  by  all  the  heav'nly  host, 
In  thy  shining'  courts  above — 
We  pt.or  sinners,  gracious  Three  ; 
Praise  thee  for  Gethsemane.  Hart 


HYMN     18.     C.  M.     China,  [b] 
The  Saviours  Death , 


i  TTmo; 

J:  w 


rhich  heav'n  and  earth  amv.e  ! 
Wherefore  do  earthquakes  cleave  the  jfroin*!, 
WThy  hides  the  sun  his  rays  ? 
— 2  Well  may  the  earth  astonish1  d  shake. 
And  nature  sympathize  : 
The  sun  as  darkest  night  be  black — 
a       Their  Maker  Jesus — dies. 
p  3  Behold,  fust  streaming  from  the  tree 

Mis  all  atoning  blood  ! 
d  Is  this  the  Ixfijsite  ? — His  he — 

My  Saviour  and  my  God. 
p  4  For  me — these  pangs  his  soul  assail, 
For  me — this  death  is  borne  ; 
My  sins  gave  sharpness  to  the  nail, 
And  pointed  ev'ry  thorn. 
— -5  Let  sin  no  more  my  soul  enslave  ; 
d       Break,  Lord,  its  tyrant  chain  ; 
e  O  save  me,  whom  thou  cani'st  to  save, 
Nor  bleed — nor  die  in  vain. 

HYMN  19.     L.  M.     Cartage.  Munich,  [b*] 
It  is  finished.     JMyi  xix,  30. 

1  TTTIIS  finish'd  : — so  the  Saviour  cried ; 

JL    And  meekly  bow'd  iftis  head,  and  died  ! 
'Tis  finish'd  : — yes,  the  race  is  run, — 
The  battle  fought,  the  vict'ry  won. 

2  'Tis  finishM — all  that  Heav'n  decreed. 
And  all  that  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fulfill'd,  as  was  design'd, 
In  me,  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

3  'Tis  finish'1  d : — Aaron  now  no  more 
Must  stain  his  robes  with  purple  gore  ; 
The  sacred  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 
The  Jewish  rites  no  more  remain. 


Select.  ftYMN  20.  17 

4  'Tis  finish'd  : — this  my  dying  groan 
Shall  sins  of  ev'ry  kind  atone  ; 

o  Millions  shall  he  redeem'd  from  death, 
. — By  this  my  last  expiring  breath. 

5  'Tis  finislvd  : — Heav'n  is  reconciled, 
And  all  the  pow'rs  of  darkness  spoil' d  : 

o  Peace,  love,  and  happiness,  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

-6  'Tis  finish'd: — let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  thro1  all  the  nations  round : 
s   'Tis  finish'd  -.—let  the  echo  fly, 

Thro'  heav'n  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  sky. 

Dr..  Stesjvet. 


HYMN  20.     L,  M.     Dresden    [b*] 
Christ's  Dying,  Rising,  and  Reigning. 
p  1  "BLTTE  dies  ! — the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

JL_S_  Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around 
a  A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ! 
d  A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground ! 

e   2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two, 
For  him  who  groaned  beneath  your  load  ; 

p  He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you — 
A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree — 
a  The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 
o  But,  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
d  Jesus  the  dead — revives  again  ! 

o   4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb  ! 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies  ! ' 
g  Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home. 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  ! 

u  5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliv'rer  reigns  ; 
o  Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
d  And  led  the  tyrant  death — in  chains. 

s   6  Say,  "  Live  forever  glorious  King, 
"  Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save !" 

d  Then  ask — "  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting? 
u  And  \vhere  thy  vict'ry  boasting  grave  ?" 


18  HYMN  21,  22.  Select 

HYMN  21.     7s.     Redeeming  Love.  [*]~ 

ChrisOs  Resurrect  ion.  Matt,  xxviii,  6. 

d  1  XT  ARK !  the  herald  angels  say, 

JOL  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  ris'n  to-day ! 
o  Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high, 
Let  the  glorious  tidings  fly. 

e  2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done  ! 
Th'  battle's  fought,  the  vict'ry  won  ! 
Lo!  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er; 
Lo !  he  sits  in  blood  no  more. 

—3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal — 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  ; 
Christ  has  open'd  Paradise. 

o  4  Lives  again  our  glorious  king', 

d  "  Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting  ?" 

e  Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save, 

d  M  Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  ?" 

— 5  What  though  once  we  perish'd  all, 

Partners  of  our  parents  fall  ;  — 
p  Second  life  we  shall  receive, 

And  in  Christ  forever  live.  Cvdwortp 


HYMN  22.     7s.     Epiphany.  [*] 
ChrisPs  Ascension. 
g    1  TTTTAIL,  the  day  that  saw  him  rise, 

JLJL  Ravish'd  from  our  wishful  eyes  ; 
c    Christ  awnile  to  mortals  giv'n, 
o  Reascends  his  native  heaven : 
— There  the  pompous  triumph  waits ; 
e  Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates ! 

"  Wide  unfold  die  radiant  scene, 

"  Take  the  King  of  glory  in  !" 
— -2  Him  tho'  highest  heav'n  receives, 

Still  he  loves  the  earth  he  leaves  ; 

Tho'  returning  to  his  throne, 

Still  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 

Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads ; 

Next  himself  prepares  a  place, 

Harbinger  of  htfman  race. 


Select.  HYMN  25.  19 

e  3  Master,  (may  we  ever  say,) 

Taken  from  the  world  away, 

See  thy  faithful  servants,  see, 

Ever  gazing  up  to  thee. 

Grant,  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
— High  above  yon  azure  height, — 

Grant  our  souls  may  thither  rise — 

Foil1  wing  thee  beyond  the  skies. 
o  4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 

Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 

Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come — 

Looking  for  a  happier  home. 
o    There  we  shall  with  thee  remain, 

Partners  of  thy  endless  reign  ; 

There  thy  face  unclouded  see — 

Find  a  heav'a  of  heav'ns  in  thee. 

HYMN  23.     L.  M.     Oporto.  [*] 

Christ's  Death,  Resurrection,  and  Ascension.    Acta 

ii,  32—36. 

1  jf^OME  tune,  ye  saints,  your  noblest  strains, 
\y  Your  dying,  rising  Lord  to  sing  ; 

And  echo,  to  the  heavenly  plains, 
The  triumphs  of  your  Saviour  King. 

2  In  songs  of  grateful  rapture  tell, 
How  he  subdu'd  your  potent  foes  ; 
Subdu'd  the  pow'rs  of  death  and  hell, 
And,  dying,  finish' d  all  your  woes. 

3  Then  to  his  glorious  throne  on  high, 
Return'd  ;  while  hymning  angels  round, 
Thro'  the  bright  arches  of  the  sky, 

The  God,  (he  conquering  God,  resound. 

4  Almighty  love,  victorious  pow'r  ! 
Not  angel  tongues  can  e'er  display 
The  wonders  of  that  dreadful  hour — 
The  joys  of  that  illustrious  day. 

5  Then  well  may  mortals  try  in  vain, 
In  vain  their  feeble  voices  raise  ; 
Yet  Jesus  hear-s  the  humble  strain, 
And  kindly  owns  our  wish,  to  praise. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  wondrous  grace, 
Fill  ev'ry  heart,  and  every  tongue  ; 
Till  the  full  glories  of  thy  face, 

Inspire  a  sweeter,  nobler  son^.  SlEF.M- 


20  HYMN  24,  25.  Select. 

HYMN  24.     7s.     Redeeming  Love.  [*]  ~ 
Christ's  Resurrection  and  Ascension.  Matt,  xxviii,  2. 
d  1      A  NGELS,  roll  the  rock  away  ! 

J\.  Death,  yield  up  the  mighty  prey ! 
s   See,  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb — 
Glowing-  with  immortal  bloom. 


Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise 
■  —Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 

Echo  to  the  blissful  sound. 
o  3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes  ; 

See  the  Conqueror  mount  the  skies  ; 

Troops  of  angels  on  the  road, 

Hail  and  sing  th'  incarnate  God. 
g  4  Heav'n  unfolds  her  portals  wide — 

Glorious  Hero,  thro1  them  ride  ; 

King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 

Boundless  empire  is  thine  own. 
s  5  Praise  him,  ye  celestial  choirs, 

Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres  ; 

Praise  him  in  the  noblest  songs, 

From  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 
— 6  Let  Emmanuel  be  ad  or1  d — 
d  Ransom,  Mediator,  Lord  ; 
o  To  creation's  utmost  bound, 

Let  th'  immortal  praise  resound.  Gibbons- 

HYMN  25.     8,  7,  k  4.  Tamworth.  [*] 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 
1  TV/jTIGKTY  God,  while  angels  bless  thee, 
c       .IV JL  May  an  infant  lisp  thy  name  ? 
—Lord  of  man,  as  well  as  angels, 

Thou  art  every  creature's  theme. 
e  Hallelujah. 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah.     Amen. 
— 2  Lord  of  every  land  and  nation, 

Ancient  of  eternal  d?ys  ! 
o  Sounded  through  the  wide  creation, 

Be  thy  j-  st,  exalted  praise.  Hal. 

g  3  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature — 
Grand  beyond  a  seraph's  thought — 
For  created  works  of  power, 

V/nrks  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought.        Hal. 


Select  HYMN  26.  21 


4  For  thy  providence  that  governs, 

Thro1  thine  empire's  wide  domain ; 
e  Wings  an  angel — guides  a  sparrow — 
o        Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign.  Hal. 

e  5  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Dark  thro'  brightness  all  along  ! 
e    Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression, 
a       Who  dare  sing  that  awful  song?  Hal. 

— 6  Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory, 
c        Shall  thy  praise,  unutter'd  lie  ? 
d  Fly,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence  I 
o       Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die.  Hal. 

e   7  Did  archangels  sing  thy  coming  ? 

Did  the  shepherds  learn  their  lays  ? 
— Shame  would  cover  me,  ungrateful, 

Should  my  tongue  refuse  to  praise.  Hal. 

8  From  the  highest  throne  in  glory, 
a       To  the  cross  of  deepest  wo — 

All  to  ransom  guilty  captives  ! 
s       Flow  my  praise,  for  ever  flow.  Hal. 

o  9  Go,  return,  immortal  Saviour ; 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne  : 
g  Thence  return,  and  reign  for  ever ; 

Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own. 

Hallelujah,  &c.  Robinson. 

HYMN  26.     C.  M.     Marlborough.  [*] 
Coronation  of  Christ.  Cant,  hi,  11. 

1  A  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 
XjL  Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 

Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  morning  stars  of  light, 
Who  fix'd  this  floating  ball ; 

Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  might, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Crown  him.  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 
Who  from  his  altar  call ; 

Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
o       And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
— 4  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 
Whom  David,  Lord,  did  call : 

The  God  incarnate  !  Man  Divine ! 
i       And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 


22  HYMN  27.  Select. 

— 5  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
Ye  ransom' d  from  the  fall, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
o       And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
e  6  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget, 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
— Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
o        And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
7  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 
On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
g  To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 

And  crown  him — Lord  of  all.  Dumaih 

HYMN  27.     6  &  4.     Trinity.  [*] 
Jesus  is  King.  Rev.  xiv,  3. 
1   T   ET  us  awake  our  joys, 

JLi  Strike  up  with  cheerful  voice — 
Each  creature  sing ; 
Angels — begin  the  song, 
Mortals — the  strains  prolong, 
In  accents,  sweet  and  strong, — 
o       u  Jesus  is  King." 
— 2  Proclaim  abroad  his  name, 
Tell  of  his  matchless  fame — 

What  wonders  done ; 
Shout  through  hell's  dark  profound, 
Let  the  whole  earth  resound, 
Till  the  high  heav'ns  rebound — 
"  The  vict'ry's  won." 
— 3  He  vanquish'd  sin  and  hell, 

And  the  last  foe  will  quell ; 
c       Mourners  rejoice  ! 

His  dying  love  adore : 
o   Praise  hi.ii  now  rais'd  in  power, 
And  triumph  ever  more, 
With  a  glad  voice. 
o  4  All  hail  the  glorious  day, 

^Vhen  thro'  the  heav'nly  way, 
g       Lo,  he  shall  come  ! 
e  While  they  who  pierc'd  him  waii, 

His  promise  shall  not  fail ; 
o  Saints,  see  your  King  prevail ; 
d      Come,  dear  Lord,  come !  Kingsbury. 


Select.  HYMN  28,  29.  23 

HYMN  28.     H.  M.     Triumph.  [*] 
The  Kingdom  of  Christ.  Phil,  iv,  4. 
s    1    £>  EJOICE— the  Lord  is  King ! 
XV  Your  God  and  King  adore  ; 
Mortals  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  eveTmore : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 
2  Rejoice — the  Saviour  reigns  I 

The  God  of  truth  and  love  ; 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  above  : 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 
— 3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  air,  earth,  and  heaven : 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Jesus  giv'n : 
o  Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 

Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 
— 5  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 
Shall  all  our  sins  destroy  ; 
And  every  bosom  swell, 
With  pure  seraphic  joy ; 
o  Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 

Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 
o  6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come — 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home  : 
g  We  soon  shall  hear  the  archangel1  s  voice  : 

The  trump  of  God  shall  sound — rejoice  !      Rippon. 

HYMN  29.     C.  M.     Swanwick.  [*] 

Glories  of  God  in  Redemption.  Isai.  xliv,  23. 
g  1  XTUTHER— how  wide  thy  glory  shines  ! 

_F     How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 
o  Known  thro1  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 

By  thousands  thro1  the  skies. 
d  2  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design, 

To  save  rebellious  worms  ; 
p  Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join, 

In  their  divine3t  forms; — 


24  HYMN  S&  Select. 

g  3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known  ; 

c       Nor  dares  a  creature  guess — 

e  Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone — 

d       The  justice  or  the  grace. 

b  4  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

Adorn  the  heav'nly  plains  : 
Bright  seraphs  learn  Emmanuel's  name, 

And  try  their  choicest  strains. 
o  5  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part, 

In  that  immortal  song  ! 
s  Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 

And  love  command  my  tongue.     Watts's  Lyr. 

HYMN  30.     6  &  4.     C.  M.  Bermondsey.  [*] 

Worthy  the  Lamb.  Rev.  v,  12. 
o  1   ^1  LORY  to  God  on  high : 

V3T  Let  heaven  and  earth  reply — 
o  Praise  ye  his  Name  ! 

—  His  love  and  grace  adore, 
e       Who  all  our  sorrows  bore  ; 

—  And  sing  for  evermore — 
o  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

—  2  All  they  around  the  throne 
o       Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praising  his  Name  ; 
We,  who  have  felt  his  blood, 
Sealing  our  peace  with  God, 
Sound  his  dear  name  abroad — 
o  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

—  3  Join  all  ye  ransomM  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless  ; 

o  Praise  ye  his  name  :  - 

o  In  him  we  will  rejoice, 

And  make  a  joyful  noise, 

o  Shouting  with  heart  and  voice — 
u  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

e  4  What  tho'  we  change  our  place — 

—  Yet  we  shall  never  cease 

Praising  his  name : 
o       To  him  our  songs  we  bring — 
s       Hail  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  without  ceasing  sing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb.  Hill's  Coll, 


Select  HYMN  31,32. 


HYMN  31.     L.  M.     Munich.  Moreton.  [*] 
ChrisPs  Intercession.     Heb.  vii,  25. 

1  TTE  lives — the  great.  Redeemer  lives  ; 
o       JLJL  What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives  ; 
— And  now  before  his  Father  God, 

Pleads  the  full  merits  of  his  blood. 

e  2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice,  ann'd  with  frowns,  appears  ; 
— But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
o  Sweet  mercy  smiles — and  all  is  peace  ! 
— 3  Hence,  then,  ye  black,  despairing  thoughts — 

Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 
o  His  powerful  intercessions  rise  ; 

And  guilt  recedes,  and  terrour  dies, 
e  4  In  ev'ry  dark  distressful  I  ■  jur, 

When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  pow'r, 
«— Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart — 

That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend  ! 

On  him  our  humble  hopes  depend ; 
0  Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 

For  Jesus  pleads,  and  must  prevail.  Steele. 

HYMN  32.     8  &  7.     Calvary.  [*] 
Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 

1  TTTAIL,  thdtt  once  despised  Jesus  ! 
JLJ_  Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring  ; 

By  thy  death  thou  didst  release  us, 
From  the  tyrant's  deadly  sting. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 
All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 

Great  High  Priest,  by  God  anointed, 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 

3  Contrite  sinners  are  forgiven, 
Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  : 

Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 

Peace  is  ma/ls  for  man  with  God. 

g-  4  Jesus,  hail !  enthron'd  in  glory: 
There  for  ever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heav'nly  hosts  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 
Select.        3 


26  HYMN  33.  Select 

e  5  There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading-, 
There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare  ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding1, 
Till  in  heaven  we  appear. 

o  6  Glory,  honour,  powV  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
o  Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give.  Rippon's  Col. 


HYMN  33.     7s.     Redeeming  Love.  [*] 

Redeeming  Love. 

o  1  ^V["OW  begin  the  heav'nly  theme, 

JL.X    Sing  aloud  in  Jesus1  name  ; 
— Ye  who  Jesus1  kindness  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye  who  see  the  Fathers  grace, 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour1s  face, 
o  As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

e  3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 

Banish  all  your  guilty  fears  ; 
o  See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 

CancellM  by  redeeming  love. 

e  4  Ye,  ala3  !  who  long  have  been 

Willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin  ! 
— Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 

Stop,  and  taste  redeeming  love. 

o  5  Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppressM — 

Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest : 
d  Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 

Nothing — but  redeeming  love. 

o  6  He  subduM  th1  infernal  pow'rs ; 
His  tremendous  foes  and  ours, 
From  their  cursed  empire  drove, 
Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 

o  7  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring, 

t»  Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string ; 

—Mortals,  join  the  hosts  above — 

g  Join  to  praise  redeeming  love.  Mad  ax's  Col. 


Select.  HYMN  34,  35.  27 

HYMN.  34.     C.  M.      Windsor.  Plymouth.   [*] 

Tlit  Necessity  of  Renewing  Grace. 
e   1  TTOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 

JL_1_  Unconscious  of  its  load  ! 
e  The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 

To  happiness  and  G  od. 
p  2  The  will  perverse,  the  passions  blind, 

In  paths  of  ruin  stray ; 
Reason,  debas'd,  can  never  find 

The  safe,  the  narrow  way. 
e  3  Can  ought,  beneath  a  pow'r  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue  ? 
o  >Tis  thine,  almighty  Saviour,  thine, 

To  form  the  heart  anew. 
—4  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise  ; 
And  make  the  scales  of  errour  fall, 

From  reason's  darken'd  eyes. 
5  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live  ; 
A  beam  of  heav'n,  a  vital  ray — 

'Tis  thine  alone  to  give, 
p  6  O  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine  ! 
o  Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  pow'rs, 

Amighty  Lord,  be  thine  ! 

HYMN  35.     S.  M.     Watchman.  [*] 

Prayer  for  the  Spirit.  John  xiv,  26. 

1  /"^lOME,  Holy  Spirit,  come, 
\*J  Let  thy  bright  beams  arise  ; 

Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds — 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin  ; 
Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood  ; 

And  to  our  wond'ring  view  reveal 
The  secret  love  of  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith ; 
Our  doubts  and  fears  remove  ; 

And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never  dying  love. 


28  HYMN  30,  37.  Select. 

4  'Tis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart — 
To  sanctify  the  soul — 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  ev'ry  part, 
And  new-create  the.  -whole. 
o       5  Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts ; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 
o  Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  love, 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Tnee.  Hart. 

HYMN  36.     L.  M.  "  Carthage,  [b] 
Sorrow,  for  Sin. 
p  1   f~\  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  ! 
\_J    O  that  I  could  at  last  submit ! 

At  Jesus1  feet  to  lay  me  down — 

To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus1  feet. 
e  2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find  : 

Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art — 

Give  me  thy  meek,  thy  lowly  mind, 

And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 
— 3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free, 

I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 

Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God ; 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove — 

The  cross,  all  stahvd  with  hallowM  blood — 

The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 
d  5  I  would — but  thou  must  give  the  pow'r, 

My  heart  from  evhy  sin  release  ; 

Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 

And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 
o  6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay ; 

Appear,  in  my  poor  heart  appear  ; 

My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away. 

HYMN  37.     C.  M.     Canterbury.  Wantage,  [b] 

Repentance. 

1  TTOW  oft,  alas!  this  wretched  heart 
JLJL  Has  wander1  d  from  the  Lord  I 

How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  his  word  ! 

2  Yet  SovVeign  mercy  calls — "  Return  ;'* 
Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come  ! 


Select.  HYMN  38,  39.  29 

My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn  : 
O  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou — wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 
And  bid  my  crimes  remove.  ? 

And  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live, 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love. 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  pow'r, 
How  glorious — how  divine  ! 

That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore, 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pard'ning  love — so  free — so  sweet- 
Dear  Saviour,  I  adore  ; 

0  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 

And  let  me  rove  no  more.  Steele. 

HYMN  38.     L.  M.     Armley.  [b] 
Sinner  submitting  to  God. 

1  ~¥7T7"EARY  of  struggling  with  my  pain, 

T?     Hopeless  to  burst  this  sinful  chain, 
At  length  I  give  the  contest  o'er, 
And  seek  to  free  myself  no  more. 

2  From  my  own  works  at  last  I  cease — 
God,  who  creates,  must  seal  my  peace  ; 
Fruitless  my  toil,  and  vain  my  care, 
Unless  thy  sovereign  grace  I  share. 

e  3  Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal, 

I  see  my  sin,  but  cannot  feel ; 

I  cannot,  till  thy  Spirit  blow, 

And  bid  th1  obedient  waters  flow. 
-  -4  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give, 

Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive  ; 

Here  then  to  thee  I  all  resign, 

To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal  is  thine. 
c   5  Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  sickness  cure, 

Make  *ny  infected  nature  pure  ; 

Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy,  impart, 

And  pour  thyself  into  my  ht,art. 

'        HYMN  39.     C.  M.     Reading,  [b  *] 
Sinner  resolving  to  go  to  Christ.     Esth.  iv,  16. 
1    /"tOME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

\j  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve  ; 
Come  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress'd 
And  make  this  last  resolve  : — 
3* 


30  HYMN  40.  Select. 

o  2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

M  Hath  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 
u  I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 

M  Whatever  may  oppose. 
e  3  "  Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

"  And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 
p  "  I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

"  Without  his  sovereign  grace, 
o  4  "  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

"  Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives ; 
— "  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch — 

"  And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 
5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  rny  plea, 

"  Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer  ; 
e  "  But  if  I  perish,  i  will  pray, 

u  And  perish  only  there. 
— 6  M  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 

"  I  am  resolv'd  to  try  ; 
14  For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 

w  I  must  for  ever  die."''  Joastf . 

HYMN  40.    7&6.     Clark's,  [b*]        7 
The  Heart  healed  bj,  Mercy. 
1   CJIN  enslav'd  me  many  years, 

1^  And  led  me  bound  and  blind  ; 
Till  at  length  a  thousand  fears 
Came  swarming  o'er  my  mind. 
o  Where,  (I  said  in  deep  distress,) 
Will.  Ihese  sinful  pleasures  end  ? 
How  shall  I  secure  my  peace, 
And  make  the  Lord  my  friend  ? 
— 2  Friends  and  ministers  said  much, 

The  gospel  to  enforce  ; 
e  But  my  blindness  still  was  such, 
I  chose  a  legal  course  : 
Much  I  fasted,  wateb'd,  and  strove, 
Scarce  would  shew  my  face  abroad  j 
t  Fear'd,  almost,  to  speak  or  move — 

A  stranger  still  to  God. 
— 3  Thus  afraid  to  trust  his  grace, 

Long  time  did  I  rebel ; 
e  Till  despairing  of  my  case, 
Down  at  his  feet  I  fell : 


Select.  HYMN  41,  42.  31 

o  Then  my  stubborn  heart  he  broke, 
And  subdu'd  me  to  his  sway  ; 
By  a  simple  word  he  spoke — 
d      "  Thy  sins  are  done  away."  Cowper. 

HYMN  41.     L.  M.     Islington.  [*] 
The  happy  Change. 
e  1  TN  sin,  by  blinded  passions  led, 

JL  In  search  of  fancied  good  we  range  ; 

The  paths  of  disappointment  tread, 

To  nothing  fix'd — but  love  of  change. 
— 2  But  when  the  Holy  Ghost  imparts 

A  knowledge  of  the  Saviour's  love  ; 

Our  wand'ring,  weary,  restless  hearts, 

Are  then  renew'd,  no  more  to  rove. 
o  3  Now  a  new  principle  takes  place, 

Which  guides  and  animates  the  will  ; 
—This  love,  another  name  for  grace, 

Constrains  to  good,  and  bars  from  ill. 
0  4  By  love's  pure  light  we  soon  perceive 

Our  noblest  bliss  and  proper  end  ; 

And  gladly  ev'ry  idol  leave, 

To  love  and  serve  our  Lord  and  Friend. 

HYMN  42.     L.  M.     Portugal    [b  *] 

The  Influences  of  the  Spirit  experienced.    John  xiv,  16,  17. 
c   1  "Y^EAR  Lord — and  shall  thy  Spirit  rest, 

mJ*  In  such  a  wretched  heart  as  mine  ? 
d  Unworthy  dwelling ! — glorious  Guest ! 

Favours  astonishing — divine. 
e  2  When  sin  prevails,  and  gloomy  fear, 

And  hope  almost  expires  in  night ; 

Lord,  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here 
— Great  spring  of  comfort,  life,  and  light? 

0  3  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh ; 
'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hopes  forever  die, 
And  ev'ry  cheering  ray  depart. 

•—4  Wher*  some  kind  promise  glads  my  souL, 
Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 
And  bid  my  drooping  pow'rs  rejoice. 


32  HYMN  43,  44.  Select. 

5  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
"With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires  ; 
Can  it  be  less  than  pow'r  Divine, 
Which  animates  these  strong  desires  ? 

6  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 
d  u  I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace," 
c  Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 

Which  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace  ? 
— 7  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 

Forever  dwell,  O  God  of  love  ; 
o  And  light,  and  heav'nly  peace  impart — 

Sweet  earnests  of  the  joys  above.  Steele. 

HYMN  43.     8s.     Bethany.  [*]  ' 

Power  of  Faith.  Rom.  i,  17. 

1  V 1 1  HE  moment  a  sinner  believes, 
JL    And  trusts  in  his  crucified  God, 
o  His  pardon  at  once  he  receives — 

Redemption  in  full  through  his  blood. 
o  2  Tho1  thousands  and  thousands  of  foes, 

Against  him  in  malice  unite — 

Their  rage  he,  tho1  Christ,  can  oppose, 

Led  forth  by  the  Spirit  to  right. 
— 3  The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 

>nd  brings  such  salvation  as  this, 

Ts  more  than  mere  fancy,  or  name— 
d  The  wo-k  of  God's  Spirit  it  is. 
o  4  It  treads  on  the  world,  and  on  hell, 

It  vanquishes  death  and  despair, 
c  And  what  is  still  stranger  to  tell, 
d  It  overcomes  heav'n  by  prayer. 
o  5  It  says  to  the  mountains,  "  Depart,1? 

That  stand  betwixt  God  and  the  soul ; 
c  It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  makes  wounded  consciences  whole— 
— 6  Bids  sins  of  a  crimson-like  dye 

Be  spotless  as  snow  and  as  white  : 
o  And  raises  the  sinner  on  high, 

To  dwell  with  the  angels  of  light.  Haht. 

'         HYMN  44.     S.  M.     Peckham.  [*] 
Preciounrss  of  Faith.     Eph.  ii,  8.     2  Pet.  i,  1. 
1    ff,T\ITH — His  a  precious  grace, 
JP     Where'er  it  is  bestow'd; 


Select.  HYMN  45,  46.  33 

It  boasts  of  a  celestial  birth, 
And  is  the  gift  of  God. 

2  Jesus  it  owns  as  King", 
And  all-atoning-  Priest ; 

It  claims  no  merit  of  its  own, 
But  looks  for  all  in  Christ. 

3  To  him  it  leads  the  soul, 
When  fill'd  with  deep  distress  ; 

Flies  to  the  fountain  of  his  blood, 
And  trusts  his  righteousness. 

4  Since  'tis  thy  work  alone, 
And  that  divinely  free  ; 

Lord,  send  '.he  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 

To  work  this  faith  in  me.  Bedome. 

HYMN  45.     C.  M.     Arundel*  [*] 
Faith  encouraged  by  Ancient  Example.     Heb.  xi,  13. 
o  1  ~Wy  ISE,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path, 
JlIL  By  ancient  worthies  trod  ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men, 
Who  liv'd  and  walk'd  with  God. 
— 2  Tho1  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 
And  in  example  live  ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 
o  3  'Twas  thro1  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood, 
They  conquer1  d  ev1^  foe  ; 
And  to  his  p-yvv'r  and  matchless  grace, 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 
—-4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view, 
The  patterns  thou  hast  gh^n — 
And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road, 

That  led  them  safe  to  heav^.  Needham 

HYMN  46.     L.  M.     Oporto.  [*] 
The  new  Convert. 

1  rilHE  new-born  child  of  gospel  grace, 

JL    Like  some  fair  tree  when  summer's  righ 
Beneath  Emmanxtei/s  shining  face, 
Lifts  up  hi3  blooming  branch  on  high. 

2  Nor  fears  he  feels — he  sees  no  foes — 
No  conflict  yet  his  faith  employs  ; 


34  HYMIN   47.  Select 

Nor  has  he  learn'd  to  whom  he  owes 

The  strength  and  peace  his  soul  enjoys. 
t  3  But  sin  soon  darts  its  cruel  sting  ; 

And,  comforts  sinking  day  by  day, 

What  seem'd  his  own,  a  self-fed  spring, 

Proves  but  a  brook  that  glides  away. 
— 4  When  Gideon  arm'd  his  num'rous  host, 

The  Lord  soon  made  his  numbers  less  ; 

And  said,  M  Lest  Israel  vainly  boast, 
d  "  My  arm  secur'd  me  this  success." 
e  5  Thus  will  he  bring  our  spirits  down, 

And  draw  our  ebbing  comforts  low ; 
— That,  sav'd  by  grace,  but  not  our  own, 

We  may  not  claim  the  praise  we  owe.       Cowpeb.. 

HYMN  47.     C.  M.  Canterbury.  [*] 
Comforts,  True  and  False. 
1  £~\  GOD,  whose  favourable  eye 

\_-F    The  sin-sick  soul  revives ; 
Holy  and  heav'nly  is  the  joy, 
Thy  shining  presence  gives. 

e  2  Not  such  as  hypocrites  suppose, 
Who  with  a  graceless  heart, 
Taste  not  of  thee,  but  drink  a  dose, 
Prepar'd  by  Satan's  art. 

—3  Intoxicating  joys  are  theirs, 

Who,  while  they  boast  their  light, 
And  seem'd  to  soar  above  the  stars, 

Are  plunging  into  night. 
e  4  Lull'd  in  a  soft  and  fatal  sleep, 

They  sin,  and  yet  rejoice  ; 
t  Were  they  indeed  the  Saviour's  sheep, 

Would  they  not  hear  his  voice  ? 

— 5  Be  mine  the  comforts  that  reclaim 

The  soul  from  Satan's  pow'r ; 
e  That  make  me  blush  for  what  I  am, 

And  hate  my  sin  the  more. 
—6  'Tis  joy  enough,  my  All  in  All, 

At  thy  dear  feet  to  lie ; 
Thou  wilt  not  let  me  lower  fall, 

And  none  can  higher  fly.  Cowter. 


Select  HYMN  48, 49.  35 

HYMN  48.     C.  M.     Mear.  [*] 
Zeal,  True  and  False. 
1    fjWE A.L  is  that  pure  and  heav'nly  flame, 
M-A  The  fire  of  love  supplies  ; 
e  While  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 

Is  self  in  a  disguise, 
e  2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 
d  The  false  i3  headstrong,  fierce  and  wild  ; 

And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 
— 3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms-, 
He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 

Its  party  to  increase. 
4  Zeal  has  attain1  d  its  highest  aim, 

Its  end  is  satisfy'd, 
If  sinners  love  the  Saviour's  name  ; 
Nor  seeks  it  ought  beside. 
d  5  But  self,  however  well  employ'd, 
Has  its  own  ends  in  view  ; 
And  says,  as  boasting  Jehu  cry'd, 
"Come,  see  what  I  can  do." 
—6  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 
And  be  applauded  here ; 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain, 

When  Jesus  shall  appear. 
7  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  self  dethrone, 

And  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown, 

But  that  which  springs  from  love.  Newtoit# 

HYMN  49.     C.  M.     Abridge,  [b] 

Not  go  away  from  Christ.  John  vi,  67 — 69.         * 

1  *"¥7|7"HEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 
t         TT     (Alas,  what  numbers  do  !) 
— Methinks  I  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
d       "  Wilt  thou  forsake  me  too  ?" 

e  2  Ah,  Lord  !  with  such  a  heart  as  mine, 
Unless  thou  hold  me  fast, 
I  feel  I  must,  I  shall  decline, 
And  prove  like  them  at  last. 


36  HYMN  50,51.  Select. 

— 3  Yet  thou  alone  hast  pow'r,  I  know, 

To  save  a  wretch  like  me  ; 
c  To  whom,  or  whither  could  I  go, 

If  I  should  turn  from  thee? 
— 4  Beyond  a  doubt,  I  rest  assur'd, 

Thou  art  the  Christ  of  God ; 
o  Who  hast  eternal  life  secur'd, 

By  promise  and  by  blood. 
— 5  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  rest, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart ; 
o  No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  blest, 

And  satisfy  my  heart. 
e  6  What  anguish  has  this  question  stirr'd, 
a       '  If  I  Avill  also  go?' 
— Yet,  Lord,  relying  on  thy  word, 
d       I  humbly  answer — no  !  Newton. 

HYMN  50.     L.  M.     Carthage,  [b  *] 
Not  ashamed  of  Jesus.  Mark  viii,  38. 

1  TESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

fcf    A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee  ! 
Scorn'd  be  the  tho't,  by  rich  and  poor, 

0  may  I  scorn  it  more  and  more. 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus ! — sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus  ! — that  dear  Friend, 
In  whom  my  hopes  of  heav'n  depend  ! 
No  !  when  1  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

p  4  Asham'd  of  Jesus ! — yes  I  may — 

When  I've  no  sins  to  wash  away  ; 

No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 

No  fear  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 
f— 5  Till  then,  (nor  is  my  boasting  vain,) 

Till  then  1  boast  a  Saviour  slain ! 

And,  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 

That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me !  Grigg. 

HYMN  51.     C.  M.     Colchester.  [*] 
Inconstancy  in  Religion.     Hosea  vi,  4. 

1  *OERPETUAL  Source  of  light  and  grace, 
MT   We  hail  thy  sacred  Name  : 


Select.  HYMN  52.  37 

Through  ev'ry  year's  revolving  round, 
Thy  goodness  is  the  same. 

2  On  us,  all  worthless  as  we  are, 
It  wondrous  mercy  pours  ; 
o  Sure  as  the  heavVs  established  course, 

And  plenteous  as  the  show'rs. 
e  3  Inconstant  service  we  repay, 
And  treacherous  vows  renew  ; 
False  as  the  morning's  scatt'ring  cloud, 
And  transient  as  the  dew. 

p  4  In  flowing  tears  our  guilt  we  mourn, 

And  loud  implore  thy  grace, 
To  bear  our  feeble  footsteps  on, 

In  all  thy  righteous  ways. 
o  5  Arm'd  with  this  energy  divine, 

Our  souls  shall  steadfast  move  ; 
o  And  with  increasing  transports  press, 

On  to  thy  courts  above. 
—6  So  by  thy  pow'r  the  morning  sun 

Pursues  his  radiant  way  ; 
o  Brightens  each  moment  in  his  race, 
o       And  shines  to  perfect  day.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  52.  C.  M.     Canterbury,  [b] 

0  that  I  were  as  in  months  past.  Job  xxix,  2. 
b  1   Q  WEET  was  the  time,  when  first  I  felt 

k3  The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood, 
Apply' d  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 
o  2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd, 
His  praises  tun'd  ray  tongue  ; 
And  when  the  ev'ning  shades  prevail'd, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 
—3  (In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles, 
The  world  no  more  could  charm  ; 
I  liv'd  upon  my  Saviour's  smiles, 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm.) 
©  4  In  pray'r  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 
And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 

1  call'd  each  promise  mine. 
■j  Select.         4 


38  HYMN  52.  Select 

e  5  But  now — when  ev'ning  shade  prevails, 
My  soul  in  darkness  mourns: 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 

No  light  to  mc  returns. 
6  My  pray'rs  are  now  a  chatt'ring  noise, 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face  ; 
I  read — the  promise  meets  my  eyes — 
But  will  not  reach  my  case. 
— 7  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail— 

O  make  my  soul  thy  care  ; 
o  1  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail, 
-—     Let  me  that  mercy  share.  NkwtojI 

HYMN  53.     8s.     Bethany,  [b] 

Faith  fainting. 

e  1   TTINCOMPASS'D  with  clouds  of  distress, 
Tj  Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign  ; 

I  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 
1  And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine : 
p  Dishearten'd  with  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load; 

All-plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 
— 2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terrour  shall  cease  ; 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply  ; 

And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace, 

The  rock  that  i3  higher  than  1 : 
o  Speak,  Saviour,  for  sweet  is  thy  voice, 

Thy  presence  is  fait*  to  behold  ; 
— Attend  to  my  sorrows  and  cries, 
e  My  groanings  that  cannot  be  told. 
— 3  If  sometimes  I  strive,  as  I  mourn, 

My  hold  on  thy  promise  to  keep  ; 
o  The  billows  more  fiercely  return, 

And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep. 
— "While  harass'd  and  cast  from  thy  sight, 

The  tempter  suggests  with  a  roar, 
d  "  The  Lord  has  forsaken  thee  quite  ; 

"  Thy  God  will  be  gracious  no  more.1" 
t  4  Yet,  Lord,  if  thy  love  has  desi^n'd 

No  covenant  blessing  for  me, 

Ah,  tell  me,  how  is  it  1  find 

Some  measure  in  waiting  for  thee  ? 


Select.  HYMN  54.  39 

o   Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art  ; 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  low'r : 
o  Come  succour  and  gladden  my  heart, 

Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power.     Rippoijr's  Col. 

HYMN  54.     7s.     Fairfax,  [b] 
Self  Examination. 

1  Tin  IS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 

JL    Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought:-— 
«  Do  I  love  the  Lord,  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  cr  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  loi'c,  why  am  I  thus  ? 
Why  this  dull,  this  lifeless  frame  ? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse  ; 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Pray1!-  a  task  and  burden  prove — 
Ev'ry  trifle  give  me  pain — 

If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 
e  4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 

All  is  dark,  and  ;/ain,  and  wild  ; 

Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin — 

Cas.  I  deem,  myself  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 

Sin  is  mix'd  with  all  I  do  ; 
d  Ycu  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 

Tell  me — is  it  so  with  you. 
o  6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 

Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 

If  I  did  not  love  at  all ! 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 

Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorrcl — 

Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 

If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord? 
— 8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case  ! 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun  ; 

Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace, 

If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray ; 

If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 

Help  :nc  to  begin  to-day.  Newtojv. 


40  HYMN  55,  56.  Select 

HYMN  55.     3s.     Consolation.   [*] 
The  Holy  Spirit  addressed  under  darkness  „ 

1  "FlkESCEND,  Koly  Spirit,  the  Dove, 
JL/   And  visit  a  sorrowful  breast ; 

e  My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  me  assurance  and  rest ; 
— Thou  only  hast  power  to  relieve 

A  sinner  overwhelm'd  with  his  load  ; 

The  sense  of  redemption  to  give, 

And  sprinkle  his  heart  Avith  the  blood. 

2  With  me,  if  of  old  thou  hast  strove, 
And  kindly  withheld  me  from  sin  ; 
Resoiv'd  by  the  strength  of  thy  love, 
My  worthless  affections  to  win  ; 
The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive, 
Invincible  mercy  exert, 

And  keep  my  weak  graces  alive, 
And  set  up  thy  rest  in  my  heart. 

3  If  when  I  have  put  thee  to  grief, 
And  madly  to  folly  return'd, 

Thy  goodness  has  been  my  relief, 
And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd ; 

0  Spirit  of  pity  and  grace, 
Relieve  me  again  and  restore  ; 
My  spirit  in  holiness  raise, 

To  fall,  and  to  grieve  thee,  no  more : 
e  4  If  now  I  lament  after  God, 

And  pant  for  a  taste  of  his  love — 
c  If  Jesus,  who  pour'd  out  his  blood, 

ObtainM  me  a  mansion  above; — 
o  Come,  heav'nly  Comforter,  come, 

Sweet  witness  of  mercy  divine  ! 
o  And  make  me  thy  permanent  home, 

And  seal  me  eternally  thine.  RiPPOlf. 

HYMN  56.     L.  M.     Sicilian.    [*  bl 

Prayer  answered  by  Crosses. 

1  T  ASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
JL   In  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace  ; 

Might  more  of  his  salvation  know, 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face. 

2  'Twas  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 
And  he,  I  trust,  has  answer'd  prayer; 


Select.  HYMN  57,  58.  41 

But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way, 

As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hop'd  that  in  some  favour' d  hour, 

At  once  he'd  answer  my  request ; 

And  by  his  love's  constraining-  pow'r, 

Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rest. 
e  4  Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 

The  hidden  eyils  of  my  heart ; 

And  let  the  angry  pow'rs  of  hell 

Assault  my  soul  in  ev'ry  part. 
a  5  Yea,  more — with  his  own  hand  he  seem'd 

Intent  to  aggravate  my  wo  ; 

Cross'd  all  the  fair  designs  I  schem'd, 

Blasted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 
t  6  Lord,  why  is  this  ?   I  trembling  cry'd, 

Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death  ? 
d  "  'Tis  in  this  way  (the  Lord  reply'd,) 

"  I  answer  pray'r  for  grace  and  faith. 

7  u  These  inward  trials  T  employ, 

u  From  self  and  pride,  to  set  thee  free, 

"  And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy, 

u  That  thou  may'st  seek  thy  all  in  me."  Newtox. 

HYMN  57.     L.  M.     PleyeVs.  [*] 
Inconstancy  lamented. 
1    I  \EA11  Jesus,  when,  when  shall  it  be, 

$l-P   That  I  no  more  shall  break  with  thee 
When  will  this  war  of  passion  cease, 
And  I  enjoy  a  lasting  peace  ? 
e  2  Here  I  repent,  and  sin  again, 

Sometimes  revive,  sometimes  am  slain  ; 
Slain  with  the  same  malignant  dart, 
Which,  oh  !  too  often  wounds  my  heart. 
—3  When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be, 

That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee — 
o  The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 

And  feast  on  thine  eternal  love  ?       Dorrixgtox. 

HYMN  58.     L.  M.     Bath,    [b  *] 
Conflict  between  Sin  and  Holiness.     Gal.  v,  17. 
1   "¥^T7"HAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within — 
Tf      Imperfect  grace,  remaining  sin  ! 

4* 


42  HYMN  59.  'Select 

Not  this  can  reign,  nor  that  prevail, 

Tho1  each  by  turns  my  heart  assail. 
e  2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die — 
o  Now  raise  my  songs  of  triumph  high  ; 
o  Sing  a  rebellious  passion  slain, 
c  Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again, 
o  3  One  happy  hour  beholds  me  rise, 

Borne  upwards  to  my  native  skies: 

When  faith  assists  my  soaring  flight, 

To  realms  of  joy,  and  worlds  of  light. 
e  4  Scarce  a  few  hours  or  minutes  roll, 

Ere  earth  reclaims  my  captive  soul  ; 
— I  feel  its  sympathetic  force, 

And  headlong  urge  my  downward  cour:- 
e  5  How  short  the  joys  thy  visits  give  ! 

How  long  thine  absence,  Lord,  I  grieve  ! 

What  clouds  obscure  my  rising  sun, 

Or  interrupt  its  rays  at  noon  ! 
— 6  Great  God,  assist  me  through  th<*  fight, 

Make  me  to  triumph  in  thy  might ; 

Thou  the  desponding  heart  canst  raise, 

The  vict'ry  mine,  and  thine  the  praise. 

Cruttendoit. 

HYMN  59.     C.  M.     Tunbiidge.  [*] 
Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 

c   1      A  LAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 

x3L  What  snares  beset  my  way! 
— To  heaven  then  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 

And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 
p  2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoHs  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears  ! 
c  My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain  ! 
e       How  strong  my  foes  and  fears  ! 
— 3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid  ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
e       Though  trembling  and  afraid. 
.—4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 

And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 

c       Or  soon  iny  strength  will  fail 


Select.  HYMN  60.  43 


Or  lure  my  feet  aside  ; 
o  My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart — 
My  guardian  and  my  guide. 

> — 6  Still  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  "way, 
o       And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 
— And  never  let  me  go  astray, 

From  happiness  and  thee.  Steele. 

HYMN  60.     8,  7  &  4.     Hclmsley.  [*] 
Hope  encouraged.     Ps.  xlii,  5. 


!G 


Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  ? 
o  Let  thy  griefs  be  turn'd  to  gladness  ; 
Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone  : 

Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 

— 2  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations, 

Vex  and  grieve  thee  day  by  day  ; 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 

Often  fill  thee  with  dismay  ; 
o  Thou  shalt  conquer — 

Thro1  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood. 

— 3  Tho'  ten  thousand  ills  beset  iiiee, 

From  without  and  from  within  ; 
o  Jesus  saith  he'll  ne'er  forget  thee, 

But  will  save  from  hell  and  sin  : 
He  is  faithful 

To  perform  his  gracious  word. 

—4  Tho'  distresses  now  attend  thee, 
And  thou  tread'st  the  thorny  road  ; 

o  His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee  ; 
Soon  he"ll  bring  thee  home  to  God  ! 

Therefore  praise  him — 
Praise  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

— 5  O  that  I  could  now  adore  him, 

Like  the  heavenly  host  above, 
o  Who  forever  bow  before  him, 

And  unceasing  sing  his  love  ! 
o  Happy  songsters  !    ■ 

When  shall*  I  your  chorus  join  ?  FAWCETT. 


44  HYMN  61,  62.  Select. 

HYMN  61.     CM.     Bedford.  [*] 
Lively  Hope  and  gracious  Fear, 
e  1  T  WAS  a  grovMing  creature  once, 
JL    And  basely  cleav'd  to  earth  •, 
I  wanted  spirit  to  renounce 
The  clod  that  gave  me  birth. 

—2  But  God  has  breathed  upon  a  worm, 
And  sent  me  from  above, 
Wings  such  as  clothe  an  angel1 3  form, 
The  wings  of  joy  and  love. 

o  3  With  these,  to  Pisgah's  top  I  fly, 

And  there  delighted  stand  ; 

To  view,  beneath  a  shining  sky, 

The  spacious  promisM  land. 

o  4  The  Lord  of  all  the  vast  domain, 
Has  promised  it  to  me  : 
The  length  and  breadth  of  all  the  plain, 
As  far  as  faith  can  see. 

—5  How  glorious  is  my  privilege  ! 

To  thee  for  help  I  call ; 
e  I  stand  upon  a  mountain's  edge, 

O  save  me,  lest  I  fall ! 

— 6  Tho1  much  exalted  in  the  Lord, 

My  strength  is  not  my  own  ; 
t  Then  let  me  tremble  at  his  Avord, 
o     And  none  shall  past  me  down.  Cowpf.r. 

HYMN  62.     L.  P.  M.     Sheffield.  [*] 
Assurance.     Jer.  xxxi,  3. 

1  TESUS,  I  know,  both  died  for  me,— 
%J    This  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ! 

Hither  when  hell  assails,  I  flee,    ' 

And  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast : 
o  Away,  sad  doubts,  and  anxious  fear — 
e   Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

2  Tho1  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head, 

e  Tho1  scrength,  and  health,  and  friends,  be  gone : 

Tho1  joys  be  wither'd  all,  and  dead, 

And  every  comfort  be  withdrawn  ; 
g  Steadfast  on  this  my  soul  relics — 

Father  thy  mercy  never  dies. 


Select.  HYMN  63,  64.  45 

— 3  Fix'd  on  this  rock  will  I  remain, 

e  When  heart  shall  fail,  and  flesh  decay  ; 

g  A  rock  which  shall  my  soul  sustain, 

When  earth's  foundations  melt  away ! 
s   Mercy's  full  power  I  then  shall  prove, 

Lov'd  with  an  everlasting  love  !  LyndAll. 

HYMN  63.     L.  M.     Psalm  91th.  [b] 
Christ,  the  Believer's  Ark.     1  Pet.  iii,  20,  21. 

1  nnHE  deluge,  at  the  Almighty's  call, 

JL    In  what  impetuous  streams  it  fell ! 
Swallow'd  the  mountains  in  its  rage, 
And  swept  a  guilty  world  to  hell. 

2  In  vain  the  tallest  sons  of  pride 
Fled  from  the  close  pursuing  wave  ; 
Nor  could  their  mightiest  towers  defend, 
Nor  swiftness  'scape,  nor  courage  save. 

c  3  How  dire  the  wreck  !  how  loud  the  roar ! 

How  shrill  the  universal  cry — 

Of  millions  in  the  last  despair — 

Re-echo'd  from  the  low'ring  sky. 
c  4  Yet  Noah,  humble,  happy  saint, 

Surrounded  with  the  chosen  few, 

Sat  in  his  ark,  secure  from  fear, 

And  sang  the  grace  that  steer'd  him  throB^  * 
o  5  So  may  I  sing,  in  Jesus  safe, 

While  storms  of  vengeance  round  me  fall ; 

Conscious  how  high  my  hopes  are  fix'd, 

Beyond  what  shakes  this  earthly  ball. 
— 6  Enter  thine  ark,  while  patience  waits, 

Nor  ever  quit  that  sure  retreat ; 
o  Then  the  wide  flood  that  buries  earth, 

Shall  waft  thee  to  a  fairer  seat. 
ft  7  Nor  wreck  nor  ruin  there  is  seen  ; 

There  not  a  wave  of  trouble  rolls  ; 

But  the  bright  rainbow  round  the  throne, 

Seals  endless  life  to  all  their  souls.     Doddridge. 

HYMN  64.     8  &  7.     Emmaus.  [*] 
Christ,  a  Friend  closer  than  a  Brother.  Prov.  xviii.  24.N 
1   /^^E  there  is,  above  all  others, 

\^P  Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend  ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end ; 


46  HYMN  65.  Select. 

They  who  once  his  kindness  prove, 
Find  it  everlasting  love. 

c  2  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us 

Could,  or  would  have  shed  their  blood  ? 
o  But  our  Jesus  died  to  have  us, 

Reconcil'd  in  him  to  God  : 
9       This  is  boundless  love  indeed  ! 

Jesus  is  a  friend  in  need. 
f  3  When  he  liv'd  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name  ; 
— Now  above  all  glory  raised, 

Fie  rejoices  in  the  same  : 

Still  he  calls  them  brethren,  friends, 

And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 
e  4  Oh  for  grace  our  hearts  to  sofien  ! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love  ; 
We,  alas  !  forget  too  often, 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above  : 
o       But  when  home  our  souls  are  bro*t, 

We  will  love  thee  as  we  ought.  Newtow. 

~~HYMN  65.     C.  M.     St  Ami's.  Mear.  [b] 
Manna,  or  Daily  Supply.     Exod.  xvi,  18. 

1  "1VTANNA  to  Israel  well  supply1  d 
I vJl  The  want  of  other  bread  ; 

While  God  is  able  to  provide, 
His  people  will  be  fed. 

2  Of  his  kind  care,  how  sweet  a  proof! 
It  suited  every  taste  : 

Who  gather'd  most  had  just  enough, 
Enough  who  gatherM  leasf.. 
o  3  .'Tis  still  our  gracious  Lord  provides, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares ; 
His  own  unerring  hand  provides, 
And  gives  us  each  our  shares, 
e  4  He  knows  how  much  the  weak  can  bear, 

And  helps  them  when  they  cry  ; 
o  The  strongest  have  no  strength  to  spare, 

For  such  he1!!  strongly  try. 
— 5  Daily  they  saw  the  manna  come, 
And  cover  all  the  ground  ; 
But  what  they  tryM  to  keep  at  home, 
Corrupted  soon  was  found. 


Select.  HYMN  66.  6" 


e  6  Vain  their  attempts  to  store  it  up  ; 

This  was  to  tempt  the  Lord : 
o  Israel  must  live  by  faith  and  hope, 

And  not  upon  a  hoard.  Newtos. 

HYMN  66.     CM.     York.  [*] 
Joys  of  Saints.     Neh.  ix,  10. 
1     "TOY  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow, 
Cr    In  nature's  barren  soil ; 
e  All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know, 
Is  vanity  and  toil. 

*— 2  But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace. 

And  made  his  glories  known  ; — 
o  There  fruits  of  heavenly  joy  and  peace, 

Are  found — and  there  alone. 
t  3  A  bleeding  Saviour  seen  by  faith, 
—     A  sense  of  pard'ning  love, — 
o  A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death, 
o       Gives  joys  like  those  above. 
—4  To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  vail, 

To  know  that  God  is  mine — 
o  Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 

Unspeakable,  divine  ! 
— 5  These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy, 

And  sanctify  the  mind  ; 
o  Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  highr 

And  leave  the  world  behind.  Newtcht. 

HYMN  67.     C.  M.     Hymn  2d.  [*] 
Walking  with  God.     Gen.  v,  24. 
1   ^^H  !  for  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

x_r   A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
And  light  to  shine  upon  the  road, 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 
e  2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul  refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus,  and  his  word  ? 
— 3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd  ! 

How  swi'et  their  mem'ry  still .' 
c   But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 
The  world  can  never  fill. 


48  HYMN  68,  69.  Select. 

—4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest ; 
1  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be — 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 

o  And  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road, 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb.  Cowper. 

HYMN.  68.     CM.     Abridge.  [*] 
Light  Shining  out  of  Darkness. 

1  £~^\  OD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
\JT  His  wonders  to  perform  ; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines, 
Of  never-failing-  skill ; 

He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 

And  works  his  sovereign  will. 
o  3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take, 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread, 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 

With  blessings  on  your  head. 
—4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
e  Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
o       He  hides  a  smiling  face. 
— 5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour  ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 

But  sweet  will  be  the  flow'r. 
o  6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
o  God  is  his  own  interpreter, 

And  he  will  make  it  plain.  Cowper. 


o 


HYMN  69.     L.M.      PleyeVs.    [b] 
Afflictions  sanctified  by  the  Word. 
HOW  I  love  thy  holy  word, 
Thy  gracious  covenant,  O  Lord  I 


Select.  HSfMN  70.  49 

It  guides  me  in  the  peaceful  way ; 

I  think  upon  it  all  the  day. 

1  What  are  the  mines  of  shining  wealth  ? 

The  strength  of  youth,  the  bloom  of  health  ? — 

What  are  all  joys,  compared  with  those, 

Thine  everlasting  word  bestows  ? 
e  3  Long  unamicted,  undismay'd, 

In  pleasured  path,  secure  I  stray'd  : 
— Thou  mad'st  me  feel  thy  chast'ning  rod, 
o  And  straight  I  turnM  unto  my  God. 
c  4  What  tho1  it  piercM  my  fainting  heart— 
o  I  bless  thine  hand  that  caus'd  the  smart; 
e  It  taught  my  tears  a  while  to  flow, 
o  Put  sav'd  me  from  eternal  wo. 
e  5  Oh  !  hadst  thou  left  me  unchastisM, 

Thy  precepts  I  had  still  despis'd  ; 

And  still  the  suare  in  secret  laid, 

Had  my  unwary  feet  betrayM. 
o  6  I  love  thee,  therefore,  O  my  God, 

And  breathe  towards  thy  dear  abode  ; 

Where,  in  thy  presence,  fully  blest, 

Thy  chosen  saints  for  ever  rest.-  CowPEIU 

'  HYMN  70.     C.  M.     Barby.  [*] 

Submission. 
1    4~\   LORD,  my  best  desire  fulfil, 

\Jr      And  help  me  to  resign, 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine, 
e  2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 
Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand, 
Tiiat  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 
— 3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 
What  most  I  prize,  to  thee  ; 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 

Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 
4  Thy  favour,  all  my  journey  through, 

Thou  art  engag'd  to  grant ; 
What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  still  to  want- 
o  5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way  ; 
e       Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 
e  A  poor  blind  cresiure  of  a  day  ? 
And  crushM  btfore  the  moth ! 
Select.  5 


50  HYMN  7-1,  72.  Select. 

— 6  But  ah  !  my  inward  spirit  cries, 
Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway  ; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies, 

Drives  all  these  thoughts  away.  Cowper. 

HYMN  71.     CM.     Bedford.  [*b] 
Resignation.     It  is  the  Lord.     1  Sam.  hi,  18. 

1  XT  is  the  Lord — enthron'd  in  light, 
X  Whose  claims  are  all  divine  ; 

Who  has  an  undisputed  right, 
To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord — who  governs  all — 
My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease  ; 

And  of  his  bounties  may  recall 

Whatever  part  he  please. 
t   3  It  is  the  Lord — should  I  distrust, 

Or  contradict  his  will  ? 
— Who  cannot  do  but  what  is  just, 

And  must  be  righteous  still. 
4  It  is  the  Lord — who  can  sustain 

Beneath  the  heaviest  load, 
o  From  whom  assistance  I  obtain, 

To  tread  the  thorny  road. 

— 5  It  is  the  Lord — whose  matchless  skill 

Can  from  afflictions  raise — 
o  Matter,  eternity  to  fill. 

With  ever  growing  praise. 

— 6  It  is  the  Lord — my  cov'nant  God, 
o      Thrice  blessed  be  his  Name, 

Whose  gracious  promise,  seal'cl  with  blood, 

Must  ever  be  the  same. 
o  7  His  cov'nant  will  my  soul  defend, 

Should  nature's  self  expire  ; 
g  And  the  great  Judge  of  all  descend 

In  awful  flaming  fire.  Greew. 

HYMN  72.     C.  M.     Tunbridge.    [*] 
Self-denial :  or,  Bearing  the  Cross.     Mark  viii,  38. 
t  1  "XklDST  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer  shame, 
3-P  And  bear  the  cross  for  me  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be  ? 


Select.  HYMN  73.  51 

— 2  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine. 
And  make  me  truly  bold  ; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meekness  shine, 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 
9  3  Let  mockers  scoff,  the  world  defame, 
And  treat  me  with  disdain  ; 
Still  may  I  glory  in  thy  name, 
And  count  reproach  my  gain. 
o  4  To  thee  I  cheerfully  submit, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  resign  ; 
Let  Wisdom  point  out  what  is  fit, 

And  I'll  no  more  repine.  Kirham, 

HYMN  73.     C.  M.     Reading.     [*] 

Contentment.     Phil,  iv,  11. 

1  "  |_.^IERCE  passions  discompose  the  mind, 
_■_      As  tempests  vex  the  sea  ; 

But  calm  content  and  peace  we  find, 
When,  Lord,  we  trust  in  thee. 

2  In  vain  by  reason,  and  by  rule, 
We  try  to  bend  the  will ; 

For  none  but  in  the  Saviour's  school, 
Can  learn  the  heav'nly  skill. 

3  Since  at  his  feet  my  soul  has  sat, 
His  gracious  words  to  hear  ; 

Contented  with  my  present  state, 
I  cast  on  him  my  care. 

4  u  Art  thou  a  sinner,  soul  ?"  he  said, 
44  Then  how  canst  thou  complain  ? 

44  How  light  thy  troubles  here,  if  weigh'd 
"  With  everlasting  pain  ! 

5  "  if  thou  of  murnVring  wouldst  be  cur'd. 
44  Compare  thy  griefs  with  mine  ; 

41  Think  what  my  love  for  thee  endur'd — 
44  And  thou  wilt  not  repine. 

6  "  vTis  I  appoint  thy  daily  lot, 
44  And  I  do  all  things  well  ; 

•4  Thou  soon  shalt  leave  this  wretched  spot, 
44  And  rise  with  me  to  dwell. 

7  4l  In  life  my  grace  shall  strength  supply, 
4'  ProportionM  to  thy  day  ; 

44  At  death  thou  still  shalt  find  me  nigh, 
*'  To  wipe  thy  tears  away.1' 


52  HYMN  74,  75.  Select. 

0  Thus  I,  who  once  my  wretched  days, 
In  vain  repining  spent ; 

Taught  in  my  Saviour's  school  of  grace. 

Have  learn' d  to  be  content.  CowPEit. 

HYMN  74.     C.  M.     St.  Ami's.  [*] 
The  Lord  tvill  Provide.     Gen.  xxii,  14. 

1  rglHE  saints  should  never  be  dismay'd, 

A     Nor  sink  in  hopeless  fear ; 
For  when  they  least  expect  his  aid, 
The  Saviour  will  appear. 

2  This  Abrah'm  found  :  he  rais'J.  the  knife, 
d       God  saw,  and  said,  l  Forbear  ; — 

4  Yon  ram  shall  yield  his  meaner  life  : 
1  Behold  the  victim  there.' 
— 3  Once  David  seem'd  Saul's  certain  prey  ; 
d       But  hark  !  the  foe's  at  hand  : 
— Saul  turns  his  arms  another  way, 
To  save  the  invaded  land. 
4  When  Jonah  sunk  beneath  the  wave, 
He  thought  to  rise  no  more  ; 
o  But  God  prepat'd  a  fish,  to  save, 

And  bear  him  to  the  shore. 
— 5  Blest  proofs  of  pow'r  and  grace  divine, 
That  meet  us  in  his  word  ! 
May  ev'ry  deep  felt  care  of  mine, 

Be  trusted  with  the  Lord. 
6  Wait  for  his  seasonable  aid, 
And  though  it  tarry,  wait : 
The  promise  may  be  long  delay'd  ; 

But  cannot  come  too  late.  CowFER. 

HYMN  75.     H.  M.     Allerton.  [*] 
The  Lord  my  Banner.  Exod.  xvii,  15. 
c       1  ~J3  Y  whom  was  David  taught 
J13  To  aim  the  dreadful  blow, 
When  he  Goliah  fought, 
And  laid  th"  Pittite  To  iv  ? 
— No  sword  nor  spear  the  stripling  took, 

But  chose  a  pebble  from  the  brook. 
o       2  'Twas   Israel's  God  and  King, 
Who  sent  him  to  the  fight ; 
Who  gave  him  strength  to  sling, 
And  skill  to  aim  aright : 


Select.  HYMN  76.  63 

— Ye  feeble  saints,  your  strength  endures, 

Eecause  young  David's  God  is  yours. 
e       3  WhoorderYl  Gideon  forth, 
To  storm  the  invader's  camp, — 
With  arms  of  little  worth, 
A  pitcher  and  a  lamp  ? 
The  trumpets  made  his  coming  known  ; 
And  ail  the  host  was  overthrown. 
o       4  Oh!  I  have  seen  the  day, 
When  with  a  single  word — 
God  helping  me  to  say, 
e       '  My  trust  is  in  the  Lord,1 — 
o  My  soul  has  quell'd  a  thousand  foes, 
Fearless  of  all  that  could  oppose. 

e       5  But  unbelief,  self-will, 

Self-righteousness  and  pride — : 

How  often  do  they  steal 

My  weapons  from  my  side  ! 
o  Yet  David's  Lord,  and  Gideon's  Friend, 

Will  help  his  servant  to  the  end.  CowTEfu 

HYMN  76.     C.  M.     York.  [*] 

The  Lord  that  healeth.    Exod.  xv. 
1   ITjr EAL  us,  Emmanuel,  ; — here  we  are, 

JsLJL  Waiting  to  feel  thy  touch  : 
Deep  wounded  souls  to  thee  repair ; 
e       And,  Saviour,  we  are  such. 
— 2  Oui  _"aith  is  feeble,  we  confess, 

We  faintly  trust  thy  word; 
e  But  wilt  thou  pity  us  the  less  ? — 
d       Be  that  far  from  thee,  Lord ! 
— 3  Remember  him  who  once  applied, 

With  trembling  for  relief; 
d  M  Lord,  I  believe."  with  tears  he  cried ; 
"  O  help  my  unbelief." 

— 4  She  ioo  who  touch'd  thee  in  the  press, 

And  healing  virtues  stole, 
d  Was  answer'd  u  Daughter,  go  in  peace ; 

11  Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 
—5  Conceal'd  amidst  the  gath'ring  throng, 
She  would  have  shunn'd  thy  view ; 
And  if  her  faith  was  firm  and  strong, 
Had  some  misgiving?  too. 
5* 


54  HYMN  77, 78.  Select 

6  Like  her  with  hopes  and  fears  we  come, 
To  touch  thee  if  we  may ; 
€  Oh  !  send  us  not  despairing  home — 

Send  none  unheaPd  away.  Cowper. 

HYMN  77.     L.  M.     Armley.  [*] 
The  Lord  send  Peace.  Judg.  vi,  24. 
e  1    TESUS,  whose  blood  so  freely  streamM 

tJ    To  satisfy  the  law's  demand — 
o  By  thee  from  guilt  and  wrath  redeein'd, 

Before  the  Father's  face  we  stand. 
— 2  To  reconcile  offending  man, 

Make  justice  drop  her  angry  rod ! 
c  What  creature  would  have  form'dthe  plan? 

Or  who  fulfil  it,  hut— a  God  ? 
— 3  No  drop  remains  of  all  the  curse, 

For  wretches  who  deserv'd  the  whole  ; 

No  arrows  dipt  in  wrath  to  pierce 

The  guilty,  but  returning  soul. 
e  4  Peace,  by  such  means,  so  dearly  bought, 

What  rebel  could  have  hop^  to  see  ? 
p  Peace — by  hisinjurM  Sov1reign  wrought — 

His  Sov'reign  fasteifd  to  the  tree ! 
— 5  Now,  Lord,  thy  feeble  worm  prepare  ; 

For  strife  with  earth  and  hell  begins ; 

Confirm  and  gird  me  for  the  war  ; 

They  hate  the  soul  who  hates  his  sins. 
e  6  Let  them  in  horrid  league  agree  ! 

They  may  assault,  they  may  distress  ; 
o  But  cannot  quench  thy  love  to  nio, 

Nor  rob  me  of  the  Lord  my  peace.  Cowper. 

HYMN  78.     C.  M.     Hymn  2d.  Sunday.  [*] 
Thankfulness  for  Providential  Goodness. 

1  "l^H^N  all  thy  mercies,  O  rfy  God, 
T  T     My  rising  soul  surveys  ; 
O  Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

—2  Thy  providence  my  life  sustain'd 

And  all  my  wants  redressM, 

When  in  the  silent  womb  I  lay ; 

Or  hung  upon  the  breast. 


Select.  HYMN  79.  55 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries, 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear; 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 

To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 
t  4  When  in  the  slippVy  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
o  Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe, 

And  led  me  up  to  man. 
5  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 

With  health  renew1  d  my  face  ; 
e  And  when  in  sin  and  sorrow  sunk, 
o       Revival  my  soul  with  grace. 
o  6  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
e  Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 

That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 
—--7  Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue  ; 
o  And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 

The  glorious  theme  renew. 
o  8  Through  all  eternity — to  thee 

A  grateful  song  I'll  raise  ; 
e  For  O,  eternity^  too  short, 

To  utter  all  thy  praise.  Abjpison, 

HYMN  79.     C.  M.    Swanwick.  [*] 
Encouragement  to  trust  and  love  God.     Ps.  xxxiv. 
1   nnHROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

_1_     In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 
o  2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 
Till  all  who  are  distressM, 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 
o  3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 
The  dwellings  of  the  just  ; 
Protection  he  affords  to  all, 

Who  make  his  Name  their  trust. 
—4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 
Experience  will  decide, 
How  bless'd  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 


56  HYMN  80,  81.  Select. 

e.  5  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear : 
o  Make  you  his  service  your  delight, 

Your  wants  shall  be  his  care.  Tate. 

HYMN  80.     8  &  7.     Love  Divine.  [*] 

Grateful  Recollection.     1  Sam.  vii,  12. 

1   /"10ME,  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing-. 

\y  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 
o  Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  : 
o  Praise  the  mount. — I'm  flx'd  upon  it — 
u       Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 

— 2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thine  help  I'm  come  ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
e  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
o  He  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interposed  with  precious  blood. 
e  3  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be  !. 
—Let  that  grace  now,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee  : 
o  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
d  Here's  my  heart — O  take  and  seal  it ; 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above.  Robinson, 

HYMN  81.  8s.     Consolation.  [*] 
Excellencies  of  Christ. 
1  XJOW  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth  ? 

JUL  How  shall  I  his  beauties  declare  ? 
O  how  shall  I  speak  of  his  worth, 
Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are  ? 
o  His  angels  can  never  express, 

Nor  saints  who  sit  nearest  his  throne, 
How  rich  are  his  treasures  of  grace  : — 
e  No  !  this  is  a  myst'ry  unknown. 


Select.  HYMN  82.  57 

g  2  In  him  all  the  fulness  of  God 

For  ever  transcendently  shines  ; 
e  Though  once  like  a  mortal  he  stood, 

To  finish  his  gracious  designs  : 
p  Though  once  he  was  nail'd  to  the  cross, 

Vile  rebels  like  me  to  set  free  ; 
— His  glory  sustained  no  loss, 
g  Eternal  his  kingdom  shall  he. 
— 3  His  wisdom,  his  love,  and  his  pow'r, 

Seem'd  then,  with  each  other  to  vie  ; 
e   When  sinners  he  stoop'dto  restore, 
p   Poor  sinners  condemned  to  die  ! 
d  He  laid  all  his  grandeur  aside, 

And  dwelt  in  a  cottage  of  clay  ; 

Poor  sinners  he  lov'd,  till  he  died, 

To  wash  their  pollution  away. 

—4  O  sinner,  believe  and  adore, 

The  Saviour  so  rich  to  redeem  ; 

No  creature  can  ever  explore 

The  treasures  of  goodness  in  him  : 
d  Come,  all  ye  who  see  yourselves  lost, 

And  feel  yourselves  burden'd  with  sins, 

Draw  near,  while  with  terrour  you're  tossM  ; 

Believe — and  your  peace  shall  begin. 
— 5  Now,  sinner,  attend  to  his  call, 
d  M  Whoso  hath  an  ear  let  him  hear  I1' 
— He  promises  mercy  to  all, 

Who  feel  their  sad  wants,  far  and  near  ; 
o  He  riches  has  ever  in  store, 

And  treasures  that  never  can  waste  : 
o  Here's  pardon,  here's  grace,  yea,  and  more — 
u  Here's  glory  eternal  at  last.  Rippon's  Col. 

HYMN  82.     L.  M.     Armley.  [*] 
All  good  in  Christ. 

1  rgMHOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

JL    My  R.efuge,  my  almighty  Friend  ; — 
e  And  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
Qn  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither,  ah  !  whither  shall  I  °;o — 
A  wretched  wand'rer  from  my  Lord  ? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  wo, 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 


58  HYMN  83.  Select. 

■ — 3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart, 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives  ; 
o  Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart, 

Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 

— 4  Let  earth's  alluring- joys  combine  ; 
e   While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call : 
o  One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 
My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 

— 5  Thy  Name,  my  inmost  pow'rs  adore ; 
o  Thou  art  my  life,  my  Joy,  my  care  ; 
d  Depart  from  thee  ; — 'tis  death — His  more  ! 
'Tis  endless  ruin — deep  despair  ! 

e  6  Low  a.t  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie  ; 
Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine  ; 
— Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
€  For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine.  Steele. 

HYMN  83.     L.  M.     Leeds.  [*] 

Temptation  :  or,  Safety  in  the  Storm. 

d  1   PT1HE  billows  swell,  the  winds  are  high, 
JL     Clouds  ovrercast  my  wintry  sky ; 
Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call, 
e  My  fears  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 

—2  O  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform  ; 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm  ! 

Defend  me  from  each  threat'ning  ill, 
d  Control  the  waves — say,  "  Peace — be  still !" 

— 3  Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

Mjr  soul  still  hangs  her  hopes  on  thee  ; 
Thy  constant  love,  thy  faithful  care, 
Is  all  that  saves  me  from  despair. 

e  4  Dangers  of  ev'ry  shape  and  name, 
Attend  the  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
Who  leave  the  world's  deceitful  shore, 
And  leave  it  to  return  no  more. 

— 5  Tho1  tempest-toss'd  and  half  a  wreck, 
My  Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek  ; 

0  Let  neither  winds,  nor  stormy  rain, 

Force  back  my  shatter'd  bark  again.        Cowper. 


Select.  HYMN  34,  85.  50 

HYMN  84.     7s.     Hotharn.  [*] 
Christ,  the  Refuge  from  the  Storm.    Deut.  xxxiii,  27. 

1  TESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Qj    Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 

While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh  I 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past, 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone — 
Still  support  and  comfort  me. 

All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd, 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head, 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 
More  than  all  in  thee  1  find  ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

1  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace.  Cowpkr, 

HYMN  85.     H.  M.     Merton.  [*] 
Jesus,  the  Pilot.     Luke  viii,  22. 

1  TESUS,  at  thy  command, 
Cr    I  launch  into  the  deep  ; 

And  leave  my  native  land, 

Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep  : 
For  thee  I  fain  would  all  resign, 
And  sail  to  heav'n  with  thee  and  thine  ! 

2  Thou  art  my  Pilot  wise  ; 
My  compass  is  thy  word  ; 
My  soul  each  storm  defies, 
While  I  have  such  a  Lord  ! 

I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  pow\, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep, 
Through  all  my  passage  lie  ; 


60  HYMN  86.  Select. 

Yet  thou  wilt  safely  keep, 

And  guide  me  -with  thine  eye  : 
My  anchor,  hope,  shall  firm  abide, 
And  I  each  boisterous  storm  outride, 
o       4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 

The  port  of  endless  rest  ; 

My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 

And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast. 

0  may  I  reach  the  heav'nly  shore, 

V.  here  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more  ! 
e       5  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 

And  storms  and  winds  subside  ; 
Lord  to  my  succour  fly, 
And  keep  me  near  thy  side  : 
For  more  the  treach'rous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 
o       6  Come,  heav'nly  Wind,  and  blow 
A  prosperous  gale  of  grace, 
To  waft  me  from  below, 
To  heav'n,  my  destin'd  place  : 
s  Then  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world,  and  sin,  behind. 

HYMM~86.     L.  M.     Castle  Street.  [*] 
My  Redeemer  hveth.     Job  xix,  25. 

1  "  T  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives  ;" 

JL   What  comforts,  this  sweet  sentence  give-, 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  ever  living  head  ! 

2  He  lives — triumphant  from  the  grave, 
He  lives — eternally  to  save  ; 

He  lives — all  glorious  in  the  sky, 
He  lives — exalted  there  on  high. 

3  He  lives — to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives — to  plead  for  me  above  ; 

He  lives — my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives — to  help  iu  time  of  need. 

4  He  lives — to  grant  me  rich  supply, 
He  lives — to  guide  me  with  his  eye  ; 
He  lives — to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives — to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

5  He  lives     to  silence  all  my  fears, 
He  lives — to  stoop  and  wipe  my  tears  ; 


Select.  HYMN  37,  88.  61 

He  lives — to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 
He  lives — all  blessings  to  impart. 

6  He  lives — my  kind,  wise,  heav'nly  Friend, 
He  lives — and  loves  me  to  the  end  ; 

He  lives — and  while  he  lives  I'll  sing, 
He  lives — my  prophet,  priest,  and  king. 

7  He  lives — and  grants  me  daily  breath, 
He  lives — and  I  shall  conquer  death  ! 
He  lives — my  mansion  to  prepare, 

He  lives — to  bring  me  safely  there. 
o  8  He  lives — all  glory  to  his  name  1 

He  lives — my  Jesus,  still  the  same  :  N 

t   0  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
o  "  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives  P1         Medley. 

HYMN  87.     7s.     Fairfax.  [*] 
Life  and  Strength  in  Christ. 
1   ^10N  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant, 

^   Still  supply  my  every  want ; 
Tree  of  life,  thine  influence  shed, 
With  thy  sap  my  spirit  feed, 
e  2  Tenderest  branch,  alas :  am  I, 

Wither  without  thee,  and  die  ; 
.  Weak  as  helpless  infancy  ; 

0  confirm  my  soul  in  thee  ! 

3  Unsustain'd  by  thee,  I  fall  ; 
Send  the  strength  for  wl  Hi  I  call : 
Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed, 
Help  I  ev'ry  moment  need. 

4  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend  ; 
— Love  me,  save  me  to  the  end  ! 

Give  me  the  continuing  grace, 
o  Take  the  everlasting  praise.  Madak's  Col. 

HYMN  88.     L.  M.     Castle  Street.  [*] 
Jehovah-Jesus. 

1  1%/I"Y  song  shall  bless  the  Lord  of  all, 
XtJl  My  praise  shall  climb  to  his  abode  ; 

d  TTiee,  Saviour,  by  that  name  I  call, 
The  great  Supreme,  the  mighty  God. 

— 2  Without  beginning,  or  decline, 
Object  of  faith,  and  not  of  sense  ; 

g  Eternal  ages  saw  Him  shine — 
He  shines  eternal  ages  hence. 
Select.       6 


62  HYMN  39.  Select. 

c   3  As  much  when  In  the  manger  laid, 
o  Almighty  ruler  of  the  sky  ; 
— As  when  the  six  day's  work  he  made 
o  Fill'd  all  the  morning  stars  with  joy. 
—4  Of  all  the  crowns  Jehovah  bears 

Salvation  is  his  dearest  claim  ; 

That  gracious  sound  well  pleas'd  he  hears, 

And  owns  Emhjajycjel,  for  his  name, 
o  5   A  cheerful  confidence  I  feel, 

My  well  plac'd  hopes  with  joy  I  see  ; 

My  bosom  glow*  with  heav'nly  zeal, 

To  worship  him  who  died  for  me. 
c  6  As  man,  he  pities  my  complaint ; 
o  His  poiw'r  and  truth  are  all  divine  ; 
— He  will  not  fail,  he  cannot  faint, 
g  Salvation's  sure,  and  must  be  mine.  Cowper. 

"HYMN  89.     L.  M.     Leeds.  [*] 
Assurance  in  Christ  our  Righteousness,    Isa.  xiv,  24. 
Jer.  xxiii,  6. 

I     TESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
^3    My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress  ; 
o  'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  array'd, 

With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  bend. 
e  2  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise, 

To  claim  my  mansion  in  the  skies  ; 
— E'en  then  shall  this  be  all  my  plea — 
d  4t  Jesus  hath  liv'd — and  dy'd  for  me  !" 
— fj  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  that  great  day, 

For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay? 

Fully,  through  thee  absolv'd  I  am, 

From  sin's  tremendous  curse  and  shame 

4  Thus  Abraham  the  friend  of  God, 

Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 
o   Saviour  of  sinners,  thee  proclaim — 
e   Sinners,  of  whom  the  chief  1  am. 
— 5  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears, 

When  ruin'd  nature  sinks  in  years  ; 

No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue; 

The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 
o  6  O  let  the  dead  new  hear  thy  voice  ; 
o  Now  bid  thy  banish'd  ones  rejoice  ; 
— Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
g  "Jesus the  Lordoje'R  Right  •-•■.ousness.''  ' 


Select.  HYMN  90,  91.  63 

HYMN  90.     C.  M.     AnmdeL  [*] 

Holy  Fortitude  :  or,  the  Christian  Soldier. 
1     A  M  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  ? 
J\.  A  follower  of  the  Lamb  I 
€   And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  I 

— 2  Must  I  be  carry1  d  to  the  skies, 

On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease  ? 
e  Whilst  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 

And  sailM  through  bloody  seas  ? 

—3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
e  Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 

To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 
o  4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 
c        Increase  my  courage  Lord  ; 
o  Til  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 

Supported  by  thy  word. 
5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 
o  They  view  the  triumph  from  alar, 

And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 
©  6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine, 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies — 
g       The  glory  shall  be  thine.  Watts. 

HYMN  9l7~V7"&"4.      Tam-north.  [*] 
God  the  PUgrifn's  Guide.     Ps.  xlviii,  14. 
1   jf^i  UIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
HJT  Pilgrim  thro1  this  barren  land  ; 

1  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 

Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more, 

2  Open,  Lord,  the  crystal  fountain, 
Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow; 

Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  Deliv'rer  ! 
Be  thou  still  my  stte'agth  and  shield. 
c  3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 


64  HYMN  92,  93.  Select. 

o  Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 

Songs  of  praises — 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee.  Robinson. 

HYMN  92.     L.  P.  M.     Devotion.  [*]  ~~ 
The  Christian's  Shephevd.     Ps.  xxiii. 

1  rilHE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
JL    And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 

His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 

And  guard  me  with  a  wa'chful  eye  ; 

My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 

And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend, 
c  2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 

Or  on  the  thirsty  mountains  pant, 

To  fertile  vale 3  and  dewy  meads, 

My  weary  wandering  steps  he  leads, 

"Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 

Amid  the  verdant  landscapes  flow. 
e  3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 

Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray ; 
— His  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
o  The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  lively  greens  and  herbage  crown'd. 

And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 
o  4  Though  in  the  paihs  of  death  I  tread, 

With  gloomy  horrours  overspread, 
o  My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 

For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still ; 

Tny  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 

And  guide  me  through  the  dismal  shade.   Addison. 

"  HYMN  93.    L.  M.     Oporto.  [*] 

Ministry  of  Angels.     Ps.  xci,  11. 

1   C^LE,  Gabriel  swift  descends  to  earth, 
^   Glad  to  foretell  a  Saviour's  birth ; 

Hark  ! — a  full  choir  of  angels  sing, 

The  new-born  Saviour,  and  the  King. 
e  2  Behold  these  swift-wing'd  envoys  wait 

On  Jesus,  in  his  humble  state  ; 
p  The  desert  and  the  garden  prove 

Their  glowing  seal,  their  tender  love. 
o  3  They  saw  the  Conqueror  mount  on  high, 

To  glorious  worlds  beyond  the  sky ; 


Select.  HYMN  94, 95.  65 

Escorted  by  a  shining'  band, 

To  take  his  place  at  God's  right  hand. 

—4  Still  are  these  glorious  hosts  above 
Employ'd  in  messages  of  love  ; 
On  saints  below  they  cheerful  wait, 
Nor  think  the  work  beneath  their  state. 
5  Jesus,  nay  Lord,  my  living  Friend, 
May  these  thy  servants  me  attend, 
Thro1  life  ;  and  when  I  quit  this  clay, 

o  Safe  to  thine  arms  my  soul  convey.       Needham. 

HYMN  94.     C,  M.     Devizes.  [*] 

Servants  of  God  always  safe. 
1  TTOW  are  thy  servants  bless'd,  O  Lord, 
JLJL  How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
o  Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 
—2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 
Supported  by  thy  care  ; 
Thro1  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

c  3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne  ; 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
o  They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 

Nor  impotent  to  save. 

—i-4  The  storm  is  laid — the  winds  retire, 
Obedient  to  thy  will : 
The  sea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

e  5  In  'midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore  ; 
o  We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past ; 
e       And  humbly  hope  for  more. 
— 6  Our  life,  while  thou  preserv'st  that  life, 
Thy  sacrifice  shall  be  ; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot, 
o       Shall  join  cur  souls  to  thee.  Addison, 

HYMN  95.     C.  M.     PleycVs.  "[*] 
Confidence  and  joy  in  God.     Hab.  iii,  17,  18. 
e  1      A  L7H01  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
J\.   Altho'  the  olive  vield  no  oil  ; 


66  HYMN  96,  97.  Select 

The  with'ring  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 

The  field  delude  the  tiller's  toil  ;— 
2  Altho'  the  stall  no  herd  afford, 
p       And  perish  all  the  bleating  race  ; 
o  Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
s       The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 
e  3  Tho'  comfortless  my  soul  remain, 

And  not  a  gleam  of  light  appear  ; 
a  Tho'  joy  be  sought,  and  sought  in  vain, 

And  tho'  despair  itself  be  near  ; — 
p  4  Altho'  assurance  all  be  lost, 

And  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see  ; 
o  Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  trust, 
g       And  glory  that  he  died  for  me.  Wesley. 


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HYMN  96.     C.  M.     Zion.  [*] 

Christ  the  Believer'1*  Song. 
HOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 


We  love  to  hear  of  thee  . 
— No  musick's  like  thy  charming  name, 

Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 
e  2  O  may  we  ever  hear  thy  voice, 

In  mercy  to  us  apeak  ; 
o  And  in  our  Priest  will  we  rejoice, 

Thou  great  Melchisedeck. 

— 3  Our  Jesus  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

"While  in  this  world  we  stay  ; 
o  We'll  sing  our  Jesus'  lovely  name, 

i  When  all  things  else  decay. 
—4  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  all  the  favour'd  throng; 
s  Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud, 

And  Christ  shall  be  our  song.       Madams  Col. 

HYMN  97.     7s.     St  John's.  [*] 
Adieu  to  the  rain  World. 
d  1  "l^TORLD,  adieu  !  thou  real  cheat ; 
f  f     Oft  have  thy  deceitful  charms 
Fill'd  my  heart  with  fond  conceit, 
Foolish  hopes  and  false  alarms : 
—Now  I  see  as  clear  as  day, 
Jrlow  thy  follies  pass  away. 


Select.  HYMN  98.  67 

e  2  Vain,  thy  entertaining-  sights : 

False,  thy  promises  r^new'd  ; 

All  the  pomp  of  thy  delights 

Does  hut  flatter  and  delude  : 

Thee  I  quit  for  heav'n  above, 

Object  of  the  noblest  love. 
— 3  Let  not,  Lord,  my  wand'ring  mind 

Follow  after  fleeting  toys  ; 

Since  in  thee  alone  I  find, 

Solid  and  substantial  joys  : — 
o  Joys  that  never  overpast, 

Through  eternity  shall  last. 
e  4  Lord,  how  happy  is  a  heart, 

After  thee  while  it  aspires  ! 
— True  and  faithful  as  thou  art, 

Thou  shalt  answer  its  desires  : 
g  It  shall  see  the  glorious  scene 

Of  thine  everlasting  reign.  MADAw's  Col» 

HYMN  98.     7  &  6.    Amsterdam.  [*] 

The  Pilgrim? s  Song. 
o  1  TT>  ISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
M\>  -Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Tow'rds  heav'n  thy  native  place  : 
p  Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay  ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  : 
s  Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away, 

To  seats  preparM  above. 
—2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  ; 
Both  speed  them  to  their  source  : 
e  So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 

Pants  to  view  bis  glorious  face  ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 
To  rest  in  his  embrace. 
1  3  Cease  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn  ; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize  ; 
o  Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies. 
«  Yet  a  season,  and  you  know, 

Happy  entrance  will  be  giv'n  ; 
o  All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchang'd  for  heav'n.   Mai>A*Vb  Col, 


68  HYMN  99,   lUO.  Select 

HYMN  99.     10  &  11.     Walworth.  [*] 
View  of  Heaven.     Lgv.  xxii,  1 — 5. 

1  /^N  wings  of  faith  mount  up,  my  soul,  and  rise, 
V-r    View  thine  inheritance  beyond  the  skies  ; 
Nor  heart  can  think,  nor  mortal  tongue  can  tell, 
What  endless  pleasure  in  those  mansions  dwell : 

There  my  Redeemer  lives,  all  bright  and  glorious, 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns  victorious. 

2  No  gnawing  grief,  no  sad  heart-rending  pain, 
In  that  bless'd  country  can  admission  gain  ; 
No  sorrow  there,  no  soal-tormenting  fear, 

For  God's  own  hand  shall  wipe  the  falling  tear: 
There  my  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

3  Before  the  throne  a  crystal  river  glides, 
Immortal  verdure  decks  its  cheerful  sides  ; 
There  the  fair  tree  of  life  majestic  rears 

Its  blooming  head,  and  sovereign  virtue  Wars  : 
There  my  Redeemer  livv   &c.  \ 

4  No  rising  sun  his  transient beani3  displays, 
No  sickly  moon  emits  her  feeble  rays  ; 
The  Godhead  there  celestial  glory  sheds, 
Th'  exalted  Lamb  eternal  radiance  spreads : 

There  my  Redeemer  lives,  &c. 

5  One  distant  glimpse  my  eager  passion  fires  ! 
Jesus,  to  thee  my  longing  soul  aspires  '. 
When  shall  I  at  my  heavenly  home  arrive — 
When  leave  this  earth,  and  when  begin  to  live  ? 

For  there  my  Saviour  is  all  bright  and  glorious, 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns  victorious. 
Straphan. 

HYMN  100.     7s.     St.  John's.  [*] 
Privileges  of  vldoplion.     1  John  iii,  1,  2. 

1  T>LESSE1)  are  the  sons  of  God  ;  ' 

JO    They  are  bought  with  Christ's  own  blood, 
They  are  ransom'' d  from  the  grave  ; 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have  : 
With  them  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

2  God  did  love  them  in  his  Son, 
Long  before  the  world  begun  ; 
They  the.  seal  of  this  receive, 
When  on  Jesus  they  believe  : 


Select.  HYMN  101.  69 

With  the  tn  numbered  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

3  They  are  justifPd  by  grace  ; 
They  enjoy  a  solid  peace  ; 

All  their  sins  are  wash'd  away  ; 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day  : 
With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

4  They  produce  the  fruits  of  grace, 
In  the  works  of  righteousness  ; 
They  are  harmless,  meek,  and  mild, 
Holy,  blameless,  undefiTd : 

With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

5  They  are  lights  upon  the  earth, 
i    Children  of  an  heavenly  birth  ; 

One  with  God,  with  Jesus  one  ; 
Glory  is  in  them  begun  : 
g  With  them  numberM  may  we  be, 

Here,  and  in  eternity.  Httmphbeys* 

HYMN  101.     8s.     Consolation.  [*] 
Supreme  Lore  to  Christ. 

1  1%/JY  gracious  Redeemer  I  lore, 
1  vJL  His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim  ; 

And  join  with  the  armies  above, 

To  shout  his  adorable  name. 

To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine, 

Shall  be  my  eternal  employ — 

To  feel  them  incessantly  shine, 

My  boundless  ineffable  joy. 
e  2  He  freely  redeem'd  with  his  blood, 

My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
— To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 

And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell ; 
o  To  shine  with  the  angels  of  light, 

With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing ; 
g  To  view  with  eternal  delight, — 

My  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  my  King. 
e  3  In  Mesech  as  yet  I  reside — 

A  darksome  and  restless  abode  ! 

Molested  with  foes  on  each  side, 

And  longing  to  dwell  with  my  God, 


70  HYMN  10,\  Select. 

— — —  * 

e   O  whoa  shall  niy  spirit  exchange 

This  cell  of  corruptible  clay, 

For  mansions  celestial,  and  range 

Through  realms  of  ineffable  day  ! 

4  My  glorious  Redeemer,  I  long 

To  see  thee  descend  on  the  cloud, 

Amidst  the  bright  numberless  throng. 

And  niix  with  the  triumphant  crowd. 
e  O  when  wilt  thou  bid  me  ascend, 

To  join  in  thy  praises  above — 

To  gaze  on  thee — world  without  end, 

And  feast  on  thy  ravishing  love  ? 
•—5  Nor  sorrow,  nor  sickness,  nor  pain, 

Nor  sin,  nor  temptation,  nor  fear, 

Shall  ever  molest  me  again, 
o  Perfection  of  ijlory  reigns  there. 
— This  soul  and  this  body  shall  shine, 

In  robes  of  salvation  and  praise  ; 

And  banquet  on  pleasures  divine, 

Where  God  his  full  beauty  displays. 

d  6  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 

Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey  ; 

Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sound?, 

And  pass  in  a  moment  away  : 
o  The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 

Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine  ; 
g  My  joy  everlastingly  flows — 

My  God,  my  Redeemer  is  mine.  FitAXCis. 


HYMN  102.     o  k  6.     -Yciccastlc.  [*] 
Praise  for  Salvation . 
UR  Saviour  alone. 


o 


The  Lord  let  us  bless, 


Who  reigns  on  his  throne, 

The  Prince  of  our  pea.ee  ; 
Who  evermore  saves  us, 

By  shedding  his  blood  : 
Ail  hail,  holy  i< 

Our  Lord  and  our  God  ! 
-     2  We  thankfully  sing 

Thy  glory  and  praise. 

Thou  merciful  Spring 

Of  pity  and  grace  ■ 


Select.  HYMN  103,  104.  71 

— Thy  kindness  for  ever 

To  men  wc  will  icll  ; 
o  And  say,  our  dear  Saviour 

Rcdeeni'd  us  from  hell. 
•—     3  Preserve  us  in  love, 

While  here  we  abide  : 

O  never  remove 

Thy  presence,  nor  hide 
Thy  glorious  salvation  ; 
o       Till  each  of  us  see, 

With  joy,  the  bless'd  vision, 

Completed  in  thee  ! 


HYMN  103.     S.  M.     Mttmty.  [*] 

Song  of  Moses  a  id  the  Lamb.     Rev.  xv,  3.  . 

1      A  WAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
XJl  Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
0  Wake,  ev"ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue, 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name.' 
e       2  Sing  of  his  dying  love  ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power  ; 
—Sing  how  he  intercedes  above, 
e       For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 
—     3  Sing,  till  we  feel  our  heart 

Ascending  with  our  tongue  ; 
Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  depart, 

And  grace  inspires  our  song. 
O       4  Sing  on  your  heavmly  way, 

Ye  ransem'd  sinners,  sing  ; 
u  Sing  on,  rejoicing  ev'ry  day, 

In  Chrict,  Ih1  eternal  King. 
e        5  Soou  shall  we  hear  him  say, 
d       u  Ye  blessed  children  come  ;'' 
—Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 

And  take  his  wandVers  home. 
o       6  Soon  shall  our  raptur'd  tongue. 

His  endless  praise  proclaim  ; 
g  And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb.  HammojjFv 

HYMN   104.     7s.     Redeeming  Love.  [*Jj 

The  Christianas  song. 
1   4~^i  RATEFUL  notes  and  numbers  brin 
\1M~  While  Jehovah's  praise  we  sing* 


72  HYMN  105.  Select. 

g  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Be  thy  glorious  Name  ador'd. 

— 2  Men  on  earth,  and  saints  above, 

Sing1  the  great  Redeemer's  love  : 

Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
o  Hail,  Celestial  Goodness,  hail ! 
e  3  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear 
— Our  humble  hallelujahs  hear  ; 
o  Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 

When  with  saints  we  stand  and  sing. 

— 4  Lead  us  to  that  blissful  state, 

Where  thou  reign'st  supremely  great : 
e  Look  with  pity  from  thy  throne,  '-' 

Send  (be  Holy  Spirit  down. 
— 5  While  on  earth  ordain'd  to  stay, 

Guide  our  footsteps  in  thy  way ; 

Till  we  come  to  reign  with  thee, 

And  thy  glorious  greatness  see. 
o  6  Then  with  angels  we'll  again 
u  Wake  a  louder,  louder  strain  ; 
a  There  in  joyful  songs  of  praise, 

We'll  our  grateful  voices  raise. 
— 7  There  no  tongue  shall  silent  be, 

All  shall  join  sweet  harmony  ; 
g  That  thro'  heav'n's  all  spacious  round, 

Praise  to  God,  may  ever  sound. 

Lord  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 

Hail,  Celestial  Goodness,  hail ! 

HYMN  105.     L.  M.     Oporto.  [*] 
Dignity,  and  Happiness  of  the  Christian. 

1  TTONOUR  and  happiness  unite, 

JL-f-  To  make  the  Christian's  name  a  praise : 
How  fair  the  scene,  how  clear  the  light, 
That  fills  the  remnant  of  his  days  ! 

2  A  kingly  character  he  bears  ; 

No  change  his  priestly  office  knows  ; 
Unfading  is  the  crown  he  wears ; 
His  joys  can  never  reach  a  close. 
?>  Adorn1  d  with  glory  from  on  high; 
Salvation  shines  upon  his  face ; 


Select.  HYMN  106.  73 

His  robe  is  of  th1  etherial  dye, 
His  steps  are  dignity  and  grace. 

4  Inferior  honours  he  disdains, 

Nor  stops  to  take  applause  from  earth ; 
The  King  of  kings  himself  maintains, 
The  expenses  of  his  heavily  birth. 

5  The  noblest  creature  seen  below, 
Ordain'd  to  fill  a  throne  above  ! 
God  gives  him  all  he  can  bestow — 
His  kingdom  of  eternal  love  ! 

6  My  soul  is  ravishM  at  the  thought — 
Methinks  from  earth  I  see  him  rise  ; 
Angels  congratulate  his  lot, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  !         Cowper. 

HYMN  106.     5  &  6.      Wesley.  [*] 
Gotfs  Servants  should  praise  and  extol  him. 
1  "%7"E  servants  of  God, 
jL     Your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad 
His  wonderful  Name ; 
The  name  all  victorious 

Of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious, 
And  rules  over  all. 
g      2  God  ruleth  on  high, 
Almighty  to  save ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh, 
His  presence  we  have : 
The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation 
To  Jesus  our  King. 
O      3  Salvation  to  God 

Who  sits  on  the  throne — 
Let  all  cry  aloud 
And  honour  the  Son : 
Our  Jesus1  s  praises 

The  angels  proclaim  ; 
Fall  down  on  their  faces 
And  worship  the  Lamb, 
e      4  Then  let  us  adore, 
And  give  him  his  right ; 
Select.        7 


HYMN  107.  Select 


o       All  glory  and  power, 

And  wisdom  and  might : 
g  All  honour  and  blessing, 

With  angels  above  ; 
And  thanks  never  ceasing, 

And  infinite  love.  MapAn's  Col. 

'  HYMN   107.     6  &  4.      Trinity.  [*] 

Invocation  to  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Spirit. 
1   I^IOxME,  thou  Almighty  King, 
\^J  Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 
Help  us  to  praise ! 
e  Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 
o  2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 
And  make  them  fall ! 
g  Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made  : 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stay'd, 
c       Lord,  hear  our  call ! 

3  Come,  thou,  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword  ; 
Our  prayer  attend ! 
o  Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success ; 
e  Spirit  of  holiness, 
On  us  descend ! 
— 4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 
In  this  glad  hour  ! 
o  Thou,  who  almighty  art ; 
Now  rule  in  ev'ry  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 
Spirit  of  pow'r. 
g  5  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore ! 
His  sovereign  majesty, 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 
Love  and  adore  !  Madan's  "•,«..# 


Select.  HYMN  108,  109.  75 

HYMN  108.     L.  M.     Babylon,  [b] 
The  Sinner  weighed  and  found  wanting.  Dan.  iv,  27. 

1  Tfr  A1SE,  thoughtless  sinner,  raise  thine  eye — 
Jk\,  Behold  God's  balance  lifted  high  ! 

There  shall  hia  justice  be  display'd, 
And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  weigh'd. 

2  See  in  one  scale  his  perfect  law ;  , 
Mark  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw, 

c   Wuuld'st  thou  the  awful  test  sustain  ? — 

d  Thy  works  how  light !  thy  thoughts  how  vain ! 

— 3  Behold  the  hand  of  God  appears, 

To  trace  those  dreadful  characters  ; 
d  u  Tekel — thy  soul  is  wanting  found, 

"  And  wrath  shall  smite  thee  to  the  ground." 
e  4  Let  sudden  fear  thy  nerves  unbrace  ; 

Let  horrour  shake  thy  tott'ring  knees  ; 
p  Thro'  ail  thy  thoughts  let  anguish  roll, 

And  deep  repentance  melt  thy  soul. 
— 5  One  only  hope  may  yet  prevail — 

Christ  has  a  weight  to  turn  the  scale  ; 
o  Still  does  the  gospel  publish  peace, 

And  shew  a  Saviour's  righteousness. 
— G  Great  God,  exert  thy  pow'r  to  save, 

Deep  on  the  heart  these  truths  engrave  ; 

The  pond'rous  load  of  guilt  remove, 

That  trembling  lips  may  sing  thy  love. 
Doddridge. 

HYMN  109.     7s.     Fairfax,  [b] 
Sinner,  prepare  io  meet  God. 
t  1   ^1  INNER,  art  thou  still  secure  ? 
£3   Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray  ? 
Can  thy  heart  or  hand  endure, 
In  the  Lord's  avenging  day? 
d  2  See,  his  mighty  arm  is  brae'd, 
Awful  terrours  clothe  his  brow! 
e  For  his  judgment  stand  prepar'd — 

Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 

g  3  At  his  presence  nature  shakes, 

Earth  affrighted  hastes  to  flee  ; 

Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax: 

p  What  will  then  become  of  thee  ! 


76  HYMN  110,  111.  Select. 

c  4  Who  his  advent  may  abide  ? 
—You  who  glory  in  your  shame, 
Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide, 
When  the  world  is  wrapp'd  in  flame  ? 

5  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace, 
Soon  we  must  resign  our  breath  ; 
And  our  souls  be  call'd  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death. 

6  Let  us  now  our  day  improve, 
Listen  to  the  gospel  voice  ; 
Seek  the  things  that  are  above  ; 

Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys.  Newtow. 

~ HYMN  110.     C.  M.    Bishopsgate.  [b] 
Sinners  entreated  to  forsake  their  ways.     Isa:  lv,  7* 

1  QINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard  ; 
e       >^   His  mercy  speaks  to-day ; 

— He  calh  you  by  his  sovereign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 
You  live  devoid  of  peace  ; 

A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast, 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease, 
e  3  Why  will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 
Of  sin  and  folly  go  ? 
In  pain  you  travail  all  your  days, 
To  reap  immortal  wo  ! 
o  4  But  he  who  turns  to  God  shall  live, 
Through  his  abounding  grace  : 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive, 
Of  those  who  seek  his  face. 
— 5  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 
Renouncing  ev'ry  sin ; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 
o  6  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  tho'ts  ; 

He  pardons  like  a  God : 
o  He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults 

Thro1  a  Redeemer's  blood.  Fawcett. 

HYMN  111.     8,  7  &  4.     Littleton,  [b] 
Sinners  entreated  to  hear. 
1   CJINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message, 
K7  Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 


Select.  HYMN   112.  77 

e  Every  sentence — O  how  tender  * 

— Every  line  is  full  of  love  ; 

a  Listen  to  it — 

o  Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

—2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  Gospel, 

News  from  Zion's  king  proclaim, 
o  To  each  rebel  sinner — "  Pardon, 

u  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 
e  How  important ! 

d  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  ! 
— 3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succour  ; 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears  ; 
And  with  news  of  consolation, 

Chase  away  the  falling  tears  : 
e  'Tender  heralds — 

o  Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 
— 4-  False  professors,  grovelling  worldings, 

Callous  hearers  of  the  word, 

While  the  messengers  address  you  ; 

Take  the  warnings  they  afford  ; 
c  We  entreat  you, 

d  Take  the  warnings  they  afford. 
e  5  Who  hath  our  report  believed? 

Who  receivM  the  joyful  word?  « 

Who  embrae'd  the  news  of  pardon, 

Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord. 
p  Can  you  slight  it — 

Offer'd.  to  you  by  the  Lord  ! 
— G  O,  ye  angels,  hovering  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way, 
o  Hasten  to  the  court  of  heaven, 

Tidings  bear  without  delay  : 
t  Rebel  sinners 

Glad  the  message  will  obey.  Allejsv 

'  HYMNl"l2.     7s.     Fairfax,  [b  *] 

Burdened  Sinners  invited  to  Christ.     Matt,  ix,  23. 

1  if^lOME,  ye  weary  souls  opprest, 
^Ly  Find  in  Christ  the  promised  rest ; 

On  him  all  your  burdens  roll, 

He  can  wound,  and  he  make  whole. 

2  Ye  who  dread  the  wrath  of  God, 
Come  and  wash  in  Jesus1  blood : 
To  the  So)!  of  David  cry. 

In  h!s  word  he*"  passing  by. 
7  * 


78  HYMN  113,  114.  Select. 

3  Naked,  guilty,  poor,  and  blind, 

All  your  wants  in  Jesus  find ; 

This  the  day  of  mercy  is, 

Now  accept  the  proffer1  d  bliss.  Decourct. 

HYMN   113.     8s  &  7s.     Calvary,  [b] 
Suppliant  Address  to  the  Saviour.     Marie  x,  43. 
1     TTESUS,  full  of  all  compassion, 

Cr    Hear  thy  humble  suppliant1s  cry ; 
Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation  ; 
p       See,  I  languish,  faint,  and  die. 
e  2  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 
OverwhelmM  with  helpless  grief — 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting — 
Send,  O  send  me  quick  relief ! 
t  3  Whither  should  a  wretch  be  flying, 
But  to  him  who  comfort  gives  ? 
Whither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 
But  to  him  who  ever  lives  ? 
— 8  On  the  word  thy  blood  hath  scaled, 
Hangs  my  everlasting  all ; 
Let  thine  arm  be  now  revealed, 
Stay,  O  stay  me,  lest  I  fall ! 
e  9  In  the  world  of  endless  ruin, 
Let  it  never,  Lord,  be  said, 
d  "  Here^  the  soul  that  perishM,  suing 

"  For  the  boasted  Saviours  aid  P1 
o  10  Sav^d — the  deed  shall  spread  new  glory 

Thro1  the  shining  realms  above  ; 
s   Angels  siug  the  pleasing  story, 

All  enraptur'd  with  thy  love.  Turner. 

~~HYMN  114.     L.  M.     Geneva,  [b  *] 

Vision  of  the  Dry  Bones.     Ezek.  xxxiv,  3. 

1   ~1~   OOK  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 

JLi  See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie  ; 

Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 

And  scatters  slaughtcrM  millions  round. 

t  2  And  can  these  mouldVing  corpses  live, 

And  can  these  perishM  bones  revive  ? 
— That,  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known ; 
That  wondrous  work  is  all  thy  own. 
3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain, 
To  prophesy  upon  the  slain — 


Select.  HYMN  115,  116.  70 

e  In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 

■ — Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

o  4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  spreads  through  all  the  realms  of  death ; 
Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice  ; 
They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice. 

o  5  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  sound 

Shall  shake  the  heavens,  and  rend  the  ground, 

Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise, 

And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies.    Doddridge. 

HYMN  115.     CM.     Mear.  [*] 
Converting  Grace.     Ps.  xlv,  3 — 5. 
1  TTAIL,  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine, 

JLJL  Is  tiiy  victorious  sword  ! 
The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign, 
At  thy  commanding  word. 
e  2  Deep  are  the  wounds  thine  arrows  give, 

They  pierce  the  hardest  heart ; 
o  Thy  smiles  of  grace  the  slain  revive, 

And  joy  succeeds  to  smart. 
g  3  Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh, 
Ride  with  majestic  sway ; 
Go  forth,  great  Prince,  triumphantly, 
And  make  thy  foes  obey. 
—4  And  when  thy  vict'ries  are  complete, 
And  all  the  chosen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  mercy  meet, 
To  sing  thy  conquering  grace — 
t  5  O  may  my  humble  soul  be  found, 

Among  that  favour' d  band  ; 
o  And  I  with  them  thy  praise  will  sound, 

Throughout  Emmanuel's  land.  Wallibt. 

HYMN  116.     L.  M.     Bath.  [*] 

Revival  of  Religion  hoped  for. 
e   1  "^f^7"HILE  I  to  grief  my  ioul  give  way, 
U      To  see  the  work  of  God  decline, 
— Methought  I  heard  the  Saviour  say, 
g  Dismiss  thy  fears,  the  ark  is  mine. 
— 2  "  Tho1  for  a  time  I  hide  my  face, 
"  Rely  upon  my  love  and  power, 
"  Still  wrestle  at  the  throne  of  grace. 


80  HYMN  117,  113.  Select 

o3  "  Take  down  thy  long-  neglected  harp, 
u  I've  seen  thy  tears,  and  heard  thy  prayer, 

e  "  The  winter  season  has  been  sharp, 

o  "  But  spring;  shall  all  its  wastes  repair." 

— 4  Lord,  I  obey — my  hopes  revive  ; 

o  Come,  join  with  me,  ye  saints,  and  sing-, 

o  Our  foes  in  vain  against  us  strive, 
For  God  will  help  and  triumph  bring-. 

HYMN  117.     CM.     Plymouth,  [b  *] 

GooVs  regard  to  the  actively  Pious.    Mai.    iii,  16 
1  rilHE  Lord  on  mortal  worms  looks  down 

JL     From  his  celestial  throne  ; 
And  when  the  wicked  swarm  around, 
He  well  discerns  his  own. 
e  2  He  sees  the  tender  hearts,  that  mourn 
The  scandals  of  the  times  ; 
And  join  their  efforts  to  oppose, 
The  wide  prevailing  crimes. 
—  •3  Low  in  the  social  band  he  bows 
His  still  attentive  ear  ; 
And,  while  his  angels  sing  around, 
Delights  their  voice  to  hear. 
o  4  The  chronicles  of  heaven  shall  keep 
Their  words  in  transcript  fair  ; 
In  the  Redeemer's  book  of  life, 
Their  names  recorded  are. 
d  5  tl  Yes,"  saith  the  Lord,  "  the  world  shall  know 
w  These  humble  soils  are  mine  : 
"  These,  when  my  jewels  I  produce, 

"Shall  in  full  lustre  shine. 
8  "When  deluges  of  fiery  wrath 

"  My  foes  away  shall  bear  ; 
^That  hand  which  strikes  the  wicked  thro1, 
"  Shall  all  my  children  spare."        Doddridge. 

JIYMN  118.     C.  M~     Windsor,  [b] 

Prayer  for  spiritual  Healing. 

1  rilHOU  great  Physician  of  the  soul, 

JL     To  thee  I  bring  my  case  ; 
My  raging  malady  control, 
And  heal  me  by  thy  grace. 

2  Help  me  to  state  my  whole  complaint ; 
But  where  shall  I  begin ? 


Select  HYMN  119.  81 

Nor  words,  nor  thoughts  can  fully  paint, 
This  worse  distemper — sin. 

3  It  lies  not  in  a  single  part, 

But  through  my  frame  is  spread ; 
A  burning  fever  in  my  heart, 
A  palsy  in  my  head. 

4  It  makes  me  deaf,  and  dumb,  and  blind. 
And  impotent,  and  lame  ; 

It  overclouds,  and  fills  my  mind, 
With  folly,  fear,  and  shame. 

5  (A  thousand  evil  thoughts  intrude, 
Tumultuous  in  my  breast ; 

Which  indispose  me  for  my  food, 
And  rob  me  of  my  rest.) 

6  Lord,  I  am  sick  ;  regard  my  cry, 
And  set  my  spirit  free  ; 

Say  canst  thou  let  a  sinner  die, 
Who  longs  to  live  to  thee  ? 

HYMN  119.     L.  P.  M.     Sheffield.  [b*l 
Efficacy  of  God's  Word.     Jer.  xxiii,  29. 
€  1    ~¥^T7TTH  rev'rend  awe,  tremendous  Lord, 
Tf      We  hear  the  thunders  of  thy  word ; 
o  The  pride  of  Lebanon  it  breaks : 
o  Swift  the  celestial  fire  descends, 

The  flinty  rock  in  pieces  rends, 
g  And  earth  to  its  deep  centre  shakes. 
— 2  ArrayM  in  majesty  divine  ; 

Here  sanctity  and  justice  shine, 
e  And  horrour  strikes  the  rebel  thro' ; 
g  While  loud  this  awful  voice  makes  known 

The  wonders  which  thy  sword  hath  done, 
a  And  what  thy  vengeance  yet  shall  do.4 
o  3  So  spread  the  honours  of  thy  name  ; 
g  The  terrours  of  a  God  proclaim  ; 
— Thick  let  the  pointed  arrows  fly  ; 
e  Till  sinners  humbled  in  the  dust, 

Shall  own  the  execution  just, 
—And  bless  the  hand  by  which  they  die. 
o  4  Then  clear  the  dark  tempestuous  day, 

And  radiant  beams  of  love  display, 

Each  prostrate  soul  let  mercy  raise  ; 
€  So  shall  the  bleeding  captives  feel, 


82  HYMN  120,  1:21.  Select 

Thy  word,  that  gave  the  wound,  can  heal, 
o  And  change  their  notes  to  songs  of  praise. 

DODDRIDGK 

HYMN  120.     C.  M.     Mridge.    Barby.  [*] 
Light  and  Glory  of  the  Word. 

1  f&jIHE  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 

JL    And  brings  the  truth  to  light ; 
Precepts  and  promises  ailbrd 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 
g       Majestic  like  the  sun  ; 

— It  gives  a  light  to  every  age, 

d       It  gives — but  borrows  none. 

— 3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
o  His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise, 

They  rise  but  never  set. 

o  4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 
For  such  a  bright  display  ; 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine, 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

— 5  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  Him  I  love  ; 
g  Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view, 

In  brighter  worlds  above.  CowpeJ 

HYxMN  121.     7s.     St.  John's.    [*] 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1   QJ  AFELY  through  another  week, 

^3   God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 
Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day: 
o  Day  of  all  the  week  the  best ; 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest : 

— 2  Wrhile  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name  ; 
8    Shew  thy  reconciling  face^~ 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame  : 

From  our  worldly  cares  set  free» 

May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee, 


Select.  HYMN  122,  123.  33 

—3  Here  we  come  thy  Name  to  praise  ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near  : 

May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear  : 

Here  afford  us  Lord,  a  taste 

Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints  ; 

Make  the  fruits  of  grace  ahound  ; 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints  : 
9  Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 

Till  we  join  the  church  above.  Newtojt. 

HYMN  122.     H.  M.     Bethesda.  [*] 
Sabbath  Morning. 

1   "MTELCbME,  delightful  morn, 
*  T     Thou  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
I  hail  thy  kind  return, 
«       Lord  make  these  moments  blest. 
— From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys, 
o  I  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 
— 2  Now  may  the  King  descend, 
And  fill  his  throne  of  grace  ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 
While  saints  address  thy  face  : 
Let  sfmers  feel  thy  quickming  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 
o  3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  bless  the  sacred  hours  : 
o  Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 

Nor  Sabbaths  be  indulgM  in  vain.         HaywARD. 

HYMN  123.     C.  M.     Sunday.  [*] 
The  Lord's  Day. 
1   t IlHE  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praise, 

X.    In  concert  with  the  blest, 
Who,  joyful,  in  harmonious  lays, 
Employ  in  endless  rest. 

<  2  Lord,  may  we  still  remember  thee, 
And  more  in  knowledge  grow  ; 


84  HYMN  124,  125.  Select 

— And  may  we  more  of  glory  see, 

While  waiting  here  below. 
o  3  On  this  glad  day  a  brighter  scene 

Of  glory  was  display'd, 
g  By  God  the  Eternal  Word,  than  when 

This  universe  was  made. 
o  4  He  rises,  who  our  souls  hath  bought, 
e       With  grief  and  pain  extreme  : 
g  *Twas  great — to  speak  the  world  from  nought — 

'Twas  greater — to  redeem.     Decourcy's  Col. 

HYMN  124.     C.  M.     Hymn  2d.  [*  b] 
Devotion. 
e  1  XT7"HILST  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power. 

V  Y     Be  my  vain  wishes  still'd  ; 
— And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  fillM. 
t  2  Thy  love  the  power  of  tho't  bestow'd, 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar : 
o  Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd  ; 

That  mercy  I  adore. 
— 3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 
e       Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  I 
e   Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 
—     Because  conferr'd  by  thee, 
o  4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 
e       In  every  pain  I  bear, 
o  My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
e       Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 
o  5   \Vhen  gladness  wing3  my  favour'd  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
e  Resign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  low'r, 

My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 
— 6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see  : 
o  My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear ; 

That  heart  will  rest  on  thee.  Williams. 

HYMN  125.     C.  M.     St.  Ann's.  [*b] 
Social  Worship. 
1  d~\  LORD,  our  languid  souls  inspire, 
VF    For  here  we  trust  thou  art ! 


Select.  HYMN  126.  «5 

Send  down  a  coal  of  heav'nly  fire, 
To  warm  each  waiting;  heart. 

2  Shew  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 
Our  fainting;  hope  to  raise  ; 

And  pour  thy  blessing;  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

3  Within  these  walls  let  holy  praise, 
And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 

e  Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  peace, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 
The  humble  mind  bestow  ; 

e  And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 

To  make  our  graces  grow. 
— 5  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  prayers  ; 
e  And,  in  tne  presence  of  our  Lord, 

Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

o  6  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sounv!, 
Enforc'd  by  mighty  grace, 
Awakan  many  sinners  round, 

To  come  and  fill  the  place.  Newton. 

HYMN  126.     7s.     Fairfax.  [!>] 
*Q  Blessing  humbly  requested. 

1  "ir    ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
.1  2  At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 

€   O  do  not  our  suit  disdain  !  i 

Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend ; 
In  compassion,  now  descend  ; 

— Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace  ; 
o  Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 
— 3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
a  Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay ; 

Lord  we  know  not  how  to  go  ; 

Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 
—4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 

That  may  joy  and  peace  afford  ; 

Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart, 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 
Select.       8 


06  HYMN  127.  Select. 

e  5  Comfort  those  -who  weep  and  mourn, 

Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Those  who  are  cast  down,  lift  up, 

Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 
—6  Grant  that  all  may  seek,  and  find 

Thee  a  God  supremely  kind  : 

Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free  ; 

Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee.  Rippon. 

HYMN  127.     3  &  7.     Love  Divine.  [*] 
Lore  Divine. 

1  "IT    OVE  divine,  all  love  excelling; ! 
Jl4  Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down ! 

Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling : 
All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
fc  Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion  ! 

Pure,  unbounded  love,  thou  art ! 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 
Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe,  thy  loving  Spirit 
Into  ev'ry  trqubled  breast ! 

e  Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promis'd  rest. 
— Take  away  the  power  of  sinning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be  ; 
o  End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 
— 3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive  ! 
Suddenly  return — and  never — 
e       Never  more  thy  temples  leave  ! 
— Then  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  Ihee  as  thy  hosts  above  ; 
o  Pray,  ai§l  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 

Glory  in  thy  precious  love. 
—4  Finish  then  thy  new  creation  ; 

Pure,  unspotted  may  we  be  ; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 

Perfectly  restored  by  thee  : 
g  Cbing'd  from  glory  unto  glory, 

Till  in  hear'n  wc  take  our  place  ; 
e  Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 
a      LtdsI  iii  wooden  love,  and  praise  !  Madams  Col. 


Select.         HYMN  128,  129,  130.  87 

HYMN  128.     C.  M.    Reading,  [b*] 

Seed  in  different  Grounds.     Matt,  xiii,  3. 

1  "W7"E  sons  of  earth,  prepare  the  plough, 

JL     Break  up  your  fallow  ground  : 
The  sower  is  gone  forth  to  sow, 
And  scatter  blessings  round. 

2  The  seed  that  fin<fs  a  stony  soil, 
Shoots  forth  a  hasty  blade  ; 

But  ill  repays  the  sowers  toil, 

Soon  wither'd,  scorch'd,  and  dead. 

3  The  thorny  ground  is  sure  to  balk 
All  hopes  of  harvest  there  ; 

We  find  a  tall  and  sickly  stalk, 
But  not  the  fruitful  ear. 

4  The  beaten  path  and  highway  side 
Receive  the  trust  in  vain  ; 

The  watchful  birds  the  prey  divide, 

And  pick  up  all  the  grain. 
o  5  But  were  the  Lord  of  grace  and  power, 

Has  bless'd  the  h?„ppy  field ; 
How  plenteous  is  the  golden  store, 

The  deep  wrought  furrows  yield  I 
e  6  Father  of  mercies,  we  have  zeea 

Of  thy  preparing  grace  ; 
—Let  the  ,«ame  hand  that  gives  the  seed, 

Provide  a  fruitful  place.  Cowper. 

HYMN  129.     L.  M.     Sicilian.  [*] 

Close  of  Worship. 

1  TklSMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 
M-J   Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 

All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive, 
And  let  thy  tiuth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty  thou  art  good ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood ; 
Give  every  fetter'd  soul  release, 

And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace.  Hart. 

"  HYMN  130.     L.  M.     Portugal   [*] 

Close  of  Worship. 
1   nriHE  peace  which  God  alone  reveals, 

i    And  by  his  word  of  grace  imparts, 
Which  only  the  believer  feels, 
Direct,  and  keep,  and  cheer  our  hearts. 


88  HYMN   131,   132.  Select 


2  And  may  the  holy  Three  in  One, 

The  Father,  Word,  and  Comforter, 

Pour  an  abundant  blessing  down, 

On  ev'ry  soul  assembled  here.  Newto 

HYMN  131.     C.  M.     Hymn  2d.  [*] 
Close  of  Worship. 

1  l^JOW  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
_L>»    Who  from  th1  imprison'd  grave, 

Restor'd  the  Shepherd  oi  the  sheep, 
Omnipotent  to  save  ; — 

2  Through  the  rich  merits  of  that  blood, 
Which  hft  on  Calv'ry  spilt, 

To  make  th'  eternal  cov'nant  sure, 
On  which  our  hopes  are  built ; — 

3  Perfect  our  souls  in  ev'ry  grace, 
T'  accomplish  all  his  will  ; 

And  all  that's  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
Inspire  us  to  fulfil  ! 

4  For  the  great  Mediator's  sake 
We  every  blessing  pray  ; 

g  With  glory  let  his  name  be  crown'd, 

Through  heav'n's  eternal  day.  Gibbons* 

HYMN  132.     H.M.     Allcrton.  [*b] 
Jubilee. 
o       1   "DLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
.A3  The  gladly  solemn  sound  ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound  : 
o  The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home  ! 

—  2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  God, 
e       The  sin-atoning  Lamb  ; 

—  Redemption  by  his  blood, 
Through  all  the  world  proclaim : 

o  The  year,  &c. 

c       3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought, 
The  ho.itage  above, 

—  Come  take  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love  : 

o  The  year,  &c. 


Select.  HYMN  133.  89 

—  4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive  ; 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And. blest  in  Jesus  live : 

o  The  year,  &c. 

—  5  The  gospel  trumpet  hear 
The  news  of  pard'ning  grace  ; 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face  : 

o  The  year,  &c. 

—  6  Jesus,  our  great  high  priest. 
Has  full  atonement  made  ; 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest ; 

Ye  mourning  souls,  be  glad: 
s   The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 

Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home  !        Toplady. 

HYMN  133.     C.  M.     Zion.     Hymn  2d.  [*b] 
The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  "FEATHER,  of  all,  we  bow  to  thee, 
Jj     Who  dweli'st  in  heav'n  adorM  ; 

But  present  still  through  all  thy  works, 
The  universal  Lord. 

2  Forever  hallowed  be  thy  name, 
By  all  below  the  skies  ; 

And  may  thy  kingdom  still  advance, 
Till  grace  to  glory  rise. 

3  Thy  glorious  purpose,  Lord,  fulfil ; 
Let  all  thy  glory  see  ; 

And,  as  in  heaven  thy  will  is  done, 
On  earth  so  let  it  be. 

4  Our  wants  with  every  morning  grow, 
With  food  these  wants  supply  ; 

And  on  our  souls  the  Bread  bestow 

Tj  eat — and  never  die  ! 
A  5  Our  sins  before  thee  we  confess  ; 

O  may  they  be  forgiv'n ! 
As  we  to  others  mercy  shew, 

We  mercy  beg  of  heaven. 
6  Still  let  thy  grace  our  life  direct ; 

From  evil  guard  our  way  ; 
And  in  temptation's  fatal  path,- 

Permit  us  not  to  stray. 


9Q  HYMN  134,  135.  Select, 

7  For  thine's  the  power,  the  kingdom  thine, 

All  glory's  due  to  thee  : 
Thine  from  eternity  they  were, 

And  thine  shall  ever  be. 

HYMN  134.     L.  M.     Armley.  [b  *] 
Exhortation  to  Prayer. 

1  "WTjTHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet, 

T  ?      In  coming  to  a  mercy  seat  ? 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  dark'ned  cloud  withdraw  ; 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw ; 

Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight, 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 
e  4  While  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide, 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side  ; 
But  when  through  weariness  they  fail'd, 
That  moment  Amalek  prevail'd, 

5  Have  you  no  words?    Ah,  think  again, 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain  ; 
And  fill  a  feilow-creature's  ear, 

With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

6  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oft'ner  be, 

"  Hear  what  the  Lord  hath  dene  forme."  Cowpei: 

HYMN  135.  7s.    Fairfax.  [*] 

Power  of  Prayer. 

1  TN  themselves  as  weak  as  worms, 
_1_   How  can  poor  believers  stand, 

When  temptations,  foes,  and  storms, 
Press  them  close  on  every  hand  ? 

2  Weak  indeed  they  feel  they  are, 
But  they  know  the  throne  of  grace  ; 
And  the  God,  who  answers  prayer, 
Helps  them  when  they  seek  his  face. 

3  Though  the  Lord  awhile  delay, 
Succour  they  at  length  obtain ; 


Select.  HYMN   136,  137.  91 

He  who  taught  their  hearts  to  pray, 

Will  not  let  them  cry  in  vain. 

4  Wrestling  prayer  can  wonders  do, 

Bring  relief  in  deepest  straits  ; 

Prayer  can  force  a  passage  through 

Iron  bars  and  brazen  grates.  Newton. 


HYMN  136.     C.  M.     Bangor,  [b] 
Public  Fast.     Joel  i,  14. 
1   QJEE,  gracious  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 

k3   Thy  mourning  people  bend  ! 
'Tis  on  thy  sovereign  grace  alone, 
Our  humble  hopes  depend. 
e  2  Tremendous  judgments,  from  thy  hand 
Thy  dreadful  pow'rs  display  ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 
p  3  How  chang'd,  alas !  are  truths  divine, 
For  errour,  guilt,  and  shame  ! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name. 
—4   3  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 
By  thy  resistless  grace  ; 
Then,  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 
u  5  The.i,  should  insulting  foes  invade, 

We  shall  not  sink  in  fear ; 
o  Secure  of  never-failing  aid, 

When  God,  our  God,  is  near.  Steele. 

^HYMN  13-      C.  M.     Wantage,  [b] 
Public  Fast.     Gen.  xviii,  23—32. 

1  "M^HEN  Abraham  full  of  sacred  awe, 

V  T      Before  Jehovah  stood  ; 
And  with  a  humble  fervent  prayer, 
For  guilty  Sodom  sued  : — 

2  With  what  success,  what  wondrous  grace — 
Was  his  petition  crown1  d  ! 

The  Lord  would  spare,  if  in  that  place, 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 

3  And  courld  a  single  holy  soul, 
So  rich  a  boon  obtain  ? 

Great  God,  and  shall  a  nation  pray, 
And  plead  with  thec  in  vain  ? 


92  HYMN  138,  139.  Select 

o  4  Still  we  are  thine — we  bear  thy  name  ; 

Here  yet  is  thine  abode  ; 
o  Long"  has  thy  presence  bless'd  our  land — 
e       Forsake  us  not,  O  God !  Scott. 

HYMN  133.     L.  M.     Worship,  [b] 
Public  Fast.     Ezek.  ix,  4 — 6. 
e  1  f\  RIGHTEOUS  God,  thou  judge  supreme 
x_r    We  tremble  at  thy  dreadful  name  ! 
And  all  our  crying  guilt  we  own, 
In  dust  and  tears  before  thy  throne. 
e  2  So  manifold  our  crimes  have  been, 
Such  crimson  tincture  dyes  our  sin, 
That,  could  we  all  its  horrours  know, 
Our  streaming  eyes  with  blood  might  flow. 
o  3  Estrang'd  from  reverential  awe, 

We  trample  on  thy  sacred  law  : 
p  And  though  such  wonders  grace  has  done, 
Anew  we  crucify  thy  Son. 

e  4  Justly  might  this  polluted  land 
Prove  all  the  vengeance  of  thy  hand; 

a  And  bath'd  in  heaven,  thy  sword  might  come, 
To  drink  our  blood  and  seal  our  doom. 

t  5  Yet  hast  thou  not  a  remnant  here, 
Whose  souls  are  nllM  with  pious  fear  ? 
O  bring  thy  wonted  mercy  nigh, 
While  prostrate  at  thy  feet  they  lie. 

p  6  Behold  their  tears,  attend  their  moan, 
Nor  turn  away  their  secret  groan : 
With  these  we  join  our  humble  prayer  ; 
Our  nation  shield,  our  country  spare.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  139.     L.  M.     Psalm  91th.  [b] 
Fasts.     God^s  Controversy.     Mic.  vi,  1 — 3. 
e  1  ]["   ISTEN,  ye  hilis;  ye  mountains  hear; 
JLi  Jehovah  vindicates  his  laws  ; 
Trembling  in  silence  at  his  bar, 
Thou  earth,  attend  thy  Maker's  cause, 
d  2  Israel  appear  ;  present  thy  plea ; 
And  charge  th1  .' •Imighty  to  his  face  ; 
Say,  if  his  rules  oppressive  be  ; 
Say,  If  defective  be  his  grace. 


Select.  HYMN  1 40.  38 

e  3  Eternal  Judge,  the  action  cease  ; 

Our  lips  are  seal'd  in  conscious  shame  ; 
b  'Tis  our?  in  sackcloth  to  confess, 
— And  thine,  the  sentence  to  proclaim. 

4  Ten  thousand  witnesses  arise, 

Thy  mercies  and  our  crimes  appear, 

More  than  the  stars  that  deck  the  skies, 

And  all  our  dreadful  guilt  declare, 
c  5  How  shall  we  come  before  thy  face, 

And  in  thine  awful  presence  bow? 

What  off -rings  can  secure  thy  grace, 

Or  calm  the  terrours  of  thy  brow  ? 
e  6  Thousands  of  rams  in  vain  might  bleed  ; 

Rivers  of  oil  might  blaze  in  vain  ; 

Or  the  first-born's  devoted  head 

With  horrid  gore  thine  altar  stain. 
— 7  But  thy  own  Lamb  all-gracious  God, 

Whom  impious  sinners  dar'd  to  slay  ! 
o  Has  sovereign  virtue  in  his  blood 

To  purge  the  nation's  guilt  away. 

—8  With  humble  faith  to  that  we  fly ; 
With  that  may  we  be  sprinkled  o'er  ; 
Trembling  no  more  in  dust  we  lie, 
And  dread  thy  hand  and  bar  no  more.  Doddridge. 


HYMN  140.     L.  M.      JVeldon.  [*] 

Thanksgiving:  Seasons  crowned  with  Goodness.  Ps.  lxv,  11. 

1  "INTERNAL  Source  of  every  joy  ! 

JS2j   Weil  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ  : 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
To  hail  thee  Sovereign  of  the  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole  ; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 

And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Perfumes  the  air,  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours 
Thro'  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  softcn'd  by  thy  care, 
No  more  the  face  of  horrour  wear. 


94  HYMN   141,  142.  Select. 

5  Seasoqg,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 
And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 

G  Here  in  thy  house  let.  incense  rise, 
And  circling  sabbaths  bless  our  eyes  ; 
Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar, 
"Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 
^ Rippqn^  Col. 

HYMN  141.     L.  M.     Green's.  [*] 
Dedication  of  a  House  for  Worship.     Ps.  lxxxviL,  5. 
t   1     k  ND  will  the  great  eternal  God, 
XlL  On  earth  establish  his  abode  ? 

And  will  he,  from  his  radiant  throne, 

Avow  our  temple  for  his  own  ? 
o  2  We  bring  the  tribute  of  our  praise  ; 

And  sing  that  condescending  grace, 

Which  to  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear, 

And  call  us  sinful  mortals  near. 
— 3  Our  Fathers  watchful  care  we  bless, 

Which  guards  our  synagogues  in  peace  ! 

That  no  tumultuous  foes  invade, 

To  fill  our  worshippers  with  dread, 
e  4  These  walls  we  to  thy  honour  raise  ; 

Long  may  they  echo  to  thy  praise  ; 

And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place, 

With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
—5  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 

With  all  the  glories  of  his  train  ; 
o   While  power  divine  his  words  attends, 

To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 
g  6  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 

When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 

May  it  before  the  world  appear, 

That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  142.     H.M.     Allerton.  [*] 
Dedication  of  a  House  for  Worship. 
1  IN  sweet  exalted  strains, 
M.  The  King  of  glory  praise  ; 
O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns, 
Through  everlasting  days ; 


Select.  HYMN  113.  95 

g  He,  with  a  nod,  the  world  controls, 

Sustains,  or  sinks,  the  distant  poles. 

e       2  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne— 

His  throne  of  grace  divine  ; 
o       Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 
And  wide  his  glories  shine  : 
o   Fair  Salem,  still  his  chosen  rest  : 

Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest. 
—     3  Great  King  of  gloiy,  come, 
And  with  thy  favour,  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  dome — 
This  people  as  thy  own : 
Beneath  this  roof,  O  deign  to  show, 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

4  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 
Thy  people's  humble  cries  ; 
And  grateful  praise  ascend, 
All  fragrant,  to  the  skies  : 
o  Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 
— 5  Here  may  th1  attentive  throng, 
Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love  ; 
And  converts  join  the  song 
Of  seraphim. above  : 
o  And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board, 
With  sacred  joy,  and  sweet  accord. 
— 6  Here  may  cur  unborn  sons 
And  daughters  sound  thy  praise  ; 
And  shine  like  polislfd  stones, 
Through  long  succeeding  days  : 
g  Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 

While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore.      FrAjvcis. 

HYMN   143.     L.M.      Old  Hundred.  [*] 
Ordination:  Joshua  the  high  Priest.   Zech.  iii,  6,  7. 
1    4f~^\  REAT  Lord  of  angels,  we  adore 
.   \3T  The  grace  that  builds  thy  court3  below  ; 
And  thro'  ten  thousands  sons  of  light. 
Stoops  to  regard  what  mortals  do. 
e  2  Amidst  the  wastes  of  time  and  death, 
— Sucessive  pastors  thou  dost  raise, 

Thy  charge  to  keep,  thy  house  to  guide, 
And  form  a  people  for  thy  praise.     _ 


96 HYMN   114.  Select 

o  3  The  heavhdy  natives  with  delight 

Hover  around  (he  sacred  place  ; 

}W  scorn  to  learn  from  mortal  tongues 

The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 
— 4  At  length,  dismissed  from  feeble  clay, 

Thy  servants  join  Hi1  angelic  band  ; 
o  With  them,  thro1  distant  worlds  they  fly  ; 
e  With  them,  before  thy  pre  ence  stand. 
o  5  O  glorious  hope  !  O  blest  employ  ! 
e  Sweet  lenitive  of  grief  and  care! 

When  shall  we  reach  those  radiant  courts^ 

And  all  their  joy  and  honour  share  ? 
—6  Yet  while  these  labours  we  pursue, 

Thus  distant  from  thy  heavenly  throne, 

Give  us  a  ztcal  and  love  like  theirs, 
g  And  half  their  heaven  shall  here  be  known. 

DoDMWDGE. 

HYMN  144.    H.  M.     Whitchurch.  [*] 

Ordination. Ministers n sweet. savcxir  In  God.2  Cor.  ii,  15,16 
1  Tf3 RAISE  to  the  Lord  on  high, 

JL      Who  spreads  his  triumphs  wide  ! 
c    While  Jesus'  fragrant  name 

Is  breathM  on  every  side  : 
— Ealmy  and  rich  the  odours  rise, 
o  And  fill  the  earth,  and  roach  the  skies. 
— >•     2  Ten  thousand  dying  souls, 

Its  influence  feel — and  live  ; 

Sweeter  than  vital  air 

The  incense  they  receive  : 
o  They  breathe  anew,  and  rise  and  sing — 
o  Jesus  the  Lord,  their  conquering  King. 
e       3  But  sinners  scorn  the  grace, 

That  brings  salvation  nigh  : 

They  turn  away  their  face. 
a       And  faint,  and  fall,  and  die. 
p  So  sad  a  doom,  ye  saints,  deplore, 
a  For  O !  they  fall  to  rise  no  more. 
—     4  Yet,  wise  and  mighty  God, 

Shall  all  thy  servants  be, 

In  those  who  live  or  die, 

A  savour  sweet  to  thee  ; 
o  Supremely  bright  thy  grace  shall  shine, 
e  Guarded  witjj  flames  of  wrath  divine.  Dor  dku    e. 


Select.  HYMN  145,  146.  97 

HYMN  145.     L.  M.     Leeds.  Oporto.     [*] 
Qcsptl  Ministry  instituted  by  Christ.  Eph.  iv,  11,  12. 
J   TTY4.THER  of  mercies,  in  thy  house, 

Jp     Smile  on  our  homage  and  our  vows  ; 
While,  with  a  grateful  heart,  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 
2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 
S  Hence  sprung  th1  apostles'  honour'd  name, 
Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame  ; 
Hence  dictates  the  prophetic  sage, 
And  hence  the  evangelic  page. 

4  In  lower  forms,  to  bless  our  eyes, 
Pastors  from  hence  and  teachers  rise  ; 
Who,  tho'  with  feebler  rays  they  shine, 
Still  gild  a  long — extended  line. 

5  From  Christ  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
And  fed  by  Christ  their  graces  live  : 

*t  While  guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
'Midst  all  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 

9  6  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run, 
Through  the  last  courses  of  the  sun ; 
While  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
Shall  rise  and  flourish,  large  and  fair. 

— 7  Jesus  our  Lord  their  hearts  shall  know, 
The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow  : 

o  Pastors  and  people  shout  his  praise, 

£  Thro'  the  long  round  of  endless  days.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  146.     C.  M.     Sunday.     [*] 

Gospel  Treasure  in  earthen  vessels. 

1  TTQW  rich  thy  bounty,  King  of  kings ; 
JLjL  Thy  favours,  how  dirine  ! 

The  blessings  which  thy  gospel  brings, 
How  splendidly  they  shine  ! 

2  Gold  is  but  dros3,  and  gems  but  toys ; 
Should  gold  and  gems  compare, 

How  mean  !  when  set  against  those  joys, 
Thy  poorest  servants  share  ? 
Select.        9 


98  HYMN  147,  148.  Select 

e  3  Yet  all  these  treasures  of  thy  grace, 

Are  lodgM  in  urns  of  clay  ; 
— And  the  weak  sons  of  mortal  race 

Th1  immortal  gifts  convey. 
t  4  Feebly  they  lisp  thy  glories  forth, 
o       Yet  grace  the  victory  gives  ; 
e  Quickly  tbey  moulder  back  to  earth — 
o       Yet  still  ths  gospel  lives. 
— 5  Such  wonders  power  divine  effects, 
u       Such  trophies  God  can  raise  ; 
— His  hand,  from  crumbling  dust,  erects 
o       His  monuments  of  praise.  Salisbury  Col. 

HYMN  147.     L.M.     Carthage.     [*  b] 
Prayer  for  a  sick  Minister. 

1  /^  THOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne, 
\Jr     We  bow  our  suppliant  spirit  down: 

View  the  sad  breast,  the  streaming  eye, 
And  let  our  sorrows  pierce  the  sky. 

2  Thou  know'st  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell ; 
Thou  only  canst  assuage  our  grief, 

And  yield  our  wo-fraught  heart  relief. 

3  With  power  benign,  thy  servant  spare, 
Nor  turn  aside  thy  people's  prayer  ; 
Avert  thy  swift  descending  stroke, 

Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock. 

4  R,e store  him,  sinking  to  the  grave  ; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save  ; 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  wishes  give, 

And  bid  our  friend  and  father  live. 

5  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tenderest  ties, 
In  every  breast  his  image  lies ; 

Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 

Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

6  Yet  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  prayers  and  tears  can  nought  prevail ; 

Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 

And  guide  him  safe  to  endless  day.       EvAN'w  «>/!.. 

HYMN  148.     C.  M.     Canterbury,  [b  "J~  ' 

Death  of  a  Minister. 
1  TG|"IS  master  taken  from  his  head, 
JOL  Elisha  saw  him  2-0  : 


Select.  HYMN  149.  99 

And  in  desponding  accents  said, 
c       "Ah!  what  must  Israel  do  ?" 

—2  But  he  forgot  the  Lord,  who  lifts 
The  beggar  to  the  throne, 
Nor  knew  that  all  Elijahs  gifts, 
Would  soon  be  made  his  own. 
d  3  What — when  a  Paul  has  run  his  course, 
Or  when  Apollos  dies — 
Is  Israel  left  without  resource  ? 
And  have  we  no  supplies  ? 
o  4  Yes,  while  the  dear  Redeemer  lives, 

We  have  a  boundless  store  ; 
— And  shall  be  fed  with  what  he  gives, 
g      Who  lives  for  evermore.  Cowper. 

HYMN  149.     CM.     Hymn  2d.     [h  *] 
Death  of  a  Minister. 

1  "VTOW  let  our  mourning  hearts  revive, 

131    And  all  our  tears  be  dry  ; 
Why  should  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 
Which  view  a  Saviour  nigh  { 
e  2  What  tho'  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade  ? 
p  What  tho1  the  prophet  and  the  priest, 

Be  nurnber'd  with  the  dead  ? — 
—3  Tho'  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 
The  aged,  and  the  young— 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  clos'd, 
And  mute  the  instructive  tongue  ; — 

o  4  Th1  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 
New  comfort  to  impart ; 
His  eyes  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 
d  5  "  Lo  I  am  with  you,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"  My  church  shall  safe  abide  ; 
"  For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  own, 
14  Whose  souls  in  me  confide." 

o  6  Thro'  every  scene  of  life  and  death, 
This  promise  is  our  trust ; 
And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song, 
e      When  we  are'cold  in  dust.  Doddridge. 


100  HYMN  150,  151.  Select 

HYMN  150.  C.  M.     ColcheslerT [*] 
Christ  the  Refuge  of  the  Church. 

1  TTE  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 
c       JLJL  And  bore  our  sins  and  pains  ; 

g  Now,  seated  on  th1  eternal  throne — 
The  God  cf  glory  reigns  I 

2  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide, 
With  an  unerring  skill ; 

And  countless  worlds  extended  wide, 
Obey  his  sovereign  will. 

3  While  harps  unnumber'd  sound  his  praise, 
In  yonder  world  above ; 

o  His  saints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 

And  glory  in  his  love.  > 

—4  His  righteousness  to  faith  reveaPd, 

Wrought  out  for  guilty  worms  ; 
o   Affords  a  hiding  place,  and  shield, 

From  enemies  and  storms. 
— 5  When  troubles,  like  a  burning  sun, 

Beat  heavy  on  their  head  ; 
o  To  this  high  rock  his  people  run, 

And  find  a  pleasing  shade. 
e  6  How  glorious  he  ! — how  happy  they  !— 

In  such  a  glorious  friend  ! 
o  Whose  love  secures  them  all  the  way, 
o       And  crowns  them  at  the  end. 

HYMN  151.     h.  M.     Moreton.  [*  b] 
Covenant  engagements  joyfully  recognised.   2  Chron.  xvr  15 . 
o  1    AT\  HAPPY  day,  that  fix'd  my  choice, 
\_F  On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God  ! 

Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 

And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 
e  2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him,  who  merits  all  my  love  ! 
o  Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house, 

While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 
d  3  *Tis  done  : — the  great  transaction's  done  ; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  i3  mine : 

He  drew  me — and  I  follow'd  on — 

Charm'd  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 
—4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart, 

Fix'd  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest ; 

With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 

When  calPd  on  angels1  bread  to  feast  ? 


I 


Select  HYMN  152,  153.  101 

5  High  heav'n,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear : 
e  Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear.     Doddridge. 

HYMN  152.     C.  P.  M.     Bradbury.  [*] 
Covenant  Everlasting. 
O  1  T^TOW  f°r  a  hymn  of  praise  to  God  I 
J3I    Ye  trophies  of  a  Saviour's  blood, 
Join  the  sweet  choir  above  ; 
All  your  harmonious  accents  bring, 
Wake  every  high,  celestial  string, 
To  chant  redeeming  love. 
•—2  Ere  God  pronounc'd  creation  good, 
Or  bade  the  vast,  unbounded  flood 

Through  fixed  channels  run  ;  s 

Ere  light  from  ancient  chaos  sprung, 
Or  angels  earth's  formation  sung, 
He  chose  us  in  his  Son. 
g  3  Then  was  the  cov'nant  order'i  sure, 
Through  endless  ages  to  endure, 
By  Israel's  triune  God : 
—That  none  his  cov'nant  might  evade, 
With  oaths  and  promises  'twas  made, 
<       And  ratify'd.  in  blood, 
o  4  God  is  the  refuge  of  my  soul, 
Tho'  tempests  rage,  tho'  billows  roll, 
And  hellish  powers  assail : 
g  Eternal  walls  are  my  defence, 
Environ'd  with  Omnipotence— 
What  foe  can  e'er  prevail  ? 
—-5  Then  let  infernal  legions  roar, 

And  waste  their  cursed,  vengeful  powV ; 
d       My  soul  their  wrath  disdains : 
g  In  God,  my  refuge,  I'm  secure, 
While  cov'nant  piomises  endure, 
Or  my  Redeemer  reigns. 

HYMN  153.     lis.     Idumea.  [*] 
Church  in  Affliction.     Isa.  xlix,  14 — 17. 
e  1  f\  ZION  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 

v-^  Wkom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  nomancansavej 
With  darkness  surrounded,  by  terrours  dismay'd, 
In  toiling  and  rowing,  thy  strength  is  decay'd. 
9  * 


102  HYMN  154,  155.  Select. 

o  2  Loud  roaring-,  the  billows  now  nigh  overwhelm, 

— But  skilful's  the  Pilot  who  sits  at  the  helm  ; 

o  His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power  thee  defends ; 

In  safety  and  quiet  thy  warfare  he  ends, 
d  3  "O  fearful !  O  faithless  !  in  mercy  he  cries ; 

uMypromise,my  truth,  are  they  light  in  thine  eyes? 

"  Still,  still  I  am  with  thee,  my  promise  shall  stand  j 

"  Through  tempest  and  tossing  I'll  bring  thee  to  land. 

4  "  Forget  thee  I  will  not — I  cannot ;  thy  name, 
"  Engrav'd  on  my  heart  doth  forever  remain ; 

*l  The  palms  of  my  hands  while  I  look  on  1  see, 
"  The  wounds  I  receiv1d  when  suff'ring  for  thee. 

5  "  I  feel  at  my  heart  all  thy  sighs  and  my  groans, 
f*  For  thou  art  most  near  me,  my  flesh  and  my  bones  ; 

"  In  all  thy  distresses  thy  Head  feels  the  pain — 
*'  Yet  all  are  most  needful,  not  one  is  in  vain. 

6  "  Then  trust  me,  and  fear  not ;  thy  life  is  secure, 
M  My  wisdom  is  perfect,  supreme  is  my  power ; 

M  In  love  I  correct  thee,  thy  soul  to  refine, 
M  To  make  thee  at  length  in  my  likeness  to  shine." 
Jat^s  Col, 

HYMN  154.     8  &  7.     Love  Divine.  [*J 
Consolation  of  Israel.     Luke  ii,  25. 

1  /~10ME,  thou  long-  expected  Jesus, 
\^J  Born  to  set  thy  people  free  ; 

From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee  : 
Israel's  Strength  and  Consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art ; 
Dear  Desire  of  ev'ry  nation, 

Joy  of  ev'ry  longing  heart. 

2  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver  ; 
Born  a  child — and  yet  a  Kiug ; 

Born  to  reign  in  us  forever, 

Now  thy  precious  Kingdom  bring, 
By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone  ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit, 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne.    Madan's  Or 

HYMN  155.     L.  M.     Islington.  [h\ 
ChrisPs Address  to  IheChurch  at  Ephesus.  Rev. ii,l — .7- 
1  rpHUS  eaith  the  Lord  to  Ephesus, 
JL    And  thus  he  speaks  to  some  of  us ; 


Select.  HYMN  156.  103 

d  "  Amidst  my  churches,  lo,  I  stand, 
And  hold  the  pastors  in  my  hand. 

2  "  Thy  works  to  me  are  fully  known, 
Thy  patience,  and  thy  toil  I  own ; 
Thy  views  of  gospel  truth  are  clear, 
Nor  canst  thou  other  doctrine  bear. 

3  u  Yet  I  must  blame,  while  I  approve  : 
Where  is  thy  first,  thy  fervent  love  ? 
Dost  thou  forget  my  love  to  thee, 
That  thine  is  grown  so  faint  to  me  ? 

4  u  Recall  to  mind  the  happy  days, 
When  thou  wast  fill'd  with  joy  and  praise  ; 
Repent — thy  former  works  renew, 

Then  I'll  restore  thy  comforts  too. 

5  "  Return  at  once,  when  I  reprove, 
Lest  I  thy  candlestick  remove  ; 
And  thou,  too  late,  thy  loss  lament, 

I  warn  before  I  strike  : — Repent." 
e  6  Hearken  to  what  the  Spirit  saith, 

To  him  who  overcomes  by  faith  ; 
o   "  The  fruit  of  life's  unfading  tree, 

In  Paradise  his  food  shall  be."  Newton, 

'  HYMN  156.     C.  M.      York.  [*] 

Chrisfs  Address  lo  the  Church  at  Smyrna.  Rev.ii,ll, 

1  fXIHE  message  first  to  Smyrna  sent,  ' 

JL    A  message  full  of  grace  ; 
To  all  the  Saviour's  flock  is  meant, 
In  every  age  and  place. 

2  Thus  to  his  church,  his  chosen  bride, 
Saith  the  great  First  and  Last, 

Who  ever  lives — though  once  he  died  ! 
d       M  Hold  thy  profession  fast. 

3  u  Thy  works.'  and  sorrow  well  I  know, 
Perform'd  and  borne  for  me  ; 

Poor  though  thou  art,  despis'd  and  low, 
Yet  who  is  rich  like  thee  ? 

4  "  I  know  thy  foes,  and  what  they  say, 
How  long  they  have  blasphem'd  ; 

The  synagogue  of  Satan,  they, 

Though  they  would  Jews  be  deemM. 

5  "  Though  Satan  for  a  season  rage, 
And  prisons  be  your  lot : 

I  am  your  friend,  and  I  engage 
You  shall  not  be  forgot. 


104  HYMN  157,  158.  Select 

6  "  Be  faithful  unto  death,  nor  fear 

A  few  short  days  of  strife  ; 
Behold  the  prize  you  soon  shall  wear, 
A  crown  of  endless  life." 
e  7  Hear  what  the  Holy  Spirit  saith 

Of  all  who  overcome  ; 
o  M  They  shall  escape  the  second  death, 
e       The  sinner's  awful  doom  !" Newtobv 

HYMN  157.    7  &  6.     Clark's.  Hymn  bth.  [b  *] 
ChrisVs  Address  to  the  Church  at  Sardis.  Rev.  iii,  1-6* 
d  1  "  XITTRITE  to  Sardis,  saith  the  Lord, 
T  T     And  write  what  he  declares  ; 
He  whose  Spirit,  and  whose  Word, 

Upholds  the  seven  stars  ;  £, 

All  thy  works  and  ways  I  search, 
Find  thy  zeal  and  love  decay1d ;  ;. 

Thou  art  calPd  a  living  church, 
But  thou  art  cold  and  dead. 

2  u  Watch — remember — seek,  and  strive, 
Exert  thy  former  pains : 

Let  thy  timely  care  revive, 

And  strengthen  what  remains  : 
Cleanse  thy  heart,  thy  works  amend, 
Former  times  to  mind  recall ; 
Lest  my  sudden  stroke  descend, 

And  smite  thee  once  for  all. 

3  Yet  I  number  now  in  thee, 
A  few  who  are  upright : 

These  my  Father's  face  shall  see, 

And  walk  with  me  in  white  : 
When  in  judgment  I  appear, 
They  for  mine  shall  stand  confessed : 
Let  my  faithful  servants  hear, 

And  wo  be  to  the  rest."  CoivPKR. 

HYrMN  158.     L.  M.     Oporto.  [*] 

ChrisVs  Address  to  the  Church  at  Philadelphia.  Rev. 

iii,  7—13. 

1  rjlHUS  saith  the  Holy  One,  and  true 

JL    To  his  beloved  faithful  few  ; 
"  Of  heav'n  and  hell  I  hold  the  keys, 
To  shut  or  open  as  I  please. 

2  "I  know  thy  works,  and  I  approve, 
Though  small  thy  strength,  sincere  thy  love ; 


Select.  HYMN  159.  105 

Go  on  my  word  and  name  to  own, 
For  none  shall  rob  thee  of  thy  crown. 

3  "  Before  thee  see  my  mercy's  door 
Stands  open  wide  to  shut  no  more  ; 
Fear  not  temptation's  fiery  day, 

For  I  will  be  thy  strength  and  stay. 

4  "  Thou  hast  my  promise,  hold  it  fast; 
Thy  trying  hour  will  soon  be  past: 
Rejoice — for  lo  !  I  quickly  come, 

To  take  thee  to  my  heav'nly  home. 
g  5  "  A  pillar  there  no  more  to  move, 

Inscrib'd  with  all  my  names  of  love  : 

A  monument  of  mighty  grace, 

Thou  shalt  forever  have  a  place." 
— 6  Such  is  the  conqueror's  reward, 

Prepar'd  and  promis'd  by  the  Lord  ; 

Let  him  who  hath  the  ear  of  faith, 

Attend  to  what  the  Spirit  saith.  Newton. 

HYMN  159.     L.  M.     Nevcmrt.  [b] 
Chrises  Address  to  the  Church  at  Laodicea.     Rev. 

iii,  14—20. 
d  1  TTTTEAR,  what  the  Lord,  the  great  Amen, 
JlJL  The  true  and  faithful  Witness,  says  ; 
He  form'd  the  vast  creation's  plan, 
And  searches  all  our  hearts  and  ways. 

2  To  some  he  speaks  as  once  of  old, 
d  M  I  know  thee — thy  profession's  vain  ; 

Since  thou  art  neither  hot  nor  cold, 
I'll  spit  thee  from  me  with  disdain. 

3  K  Thou  boastest  '  I  am  wise  and  rich, 
Increas'd  in  goods,  and  nothing  need  ;' 
And  dost  not  know  thou  art  a  wretch, 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  blind,  and  dead. 

4  "  Yet  while  I  thus  rebuke,  I  love, 
My  message  is  in  mercy  sent ; 

That  thou  may'st  my  compassion  prove, 
I  can  forgive  if  thou  repent. 

5  "  Would'st  thou  be  truly  rich  and  wise, 
Come  buy  my  gold  in  fire  well  try'd ; 

My  ointment,  to  anoint  thine  eyes, 
My  robe,  thy  nakedness  to  hide. 

6  M  See,  at  thy  door  I  stand  and  knock  ; 
Poor  sinner,  shall  I  wait  in  vain  ? 


106  HYMN  160,  161.  Select. 


Quickly  thy  stubborn  heart  unlock, 

That  I  may  enter  with  my  train. 

7  "  Thou  canst  not  entertain  a  king, 

Unworthy  thou  of  such  a  guest ! 

But  I  my  own  provision  bring, 

To  make  thy  soul  a  heav'nly  feast.  Newtov. 

HYMN  160.     S.  M.     JVewtonT[*] 
Promise  to  Believers  and  their  children. 

1  T   ORD,  what  our  ears  have  heard, 
JLi  Our  eyes  delighted  trace  ; 

Thy  love  in  long  succession  shown 
To  Zion's  chosen  race. 

2  Our  children  thou  dost  claim, 
And  mark  them  out  for  thine  : 

Ten  thousand  blessings  to  thy  name, 
For  goodness  so  divine. 

3  Thee  let  the  fathers  own, 
And  thee,  the  sons  adore ; 

Join'd  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows, 
To  be  forgot  no  more. 

4  Thy  cov'nant  may  they  keep, 
And  bless  the  happy  bands, — 

Which  closer  still  engage  their  hearts, 
To  honour  thy  commands, 
!       5  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord  ! 
How  plenteous  is  thy  grace  ! 
Which,  in  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Includes  our  rising  race. 
)       6  Our  offspring  still  thy  care, 

Shall  own  their  fathers1  God ; 
To  latest  times  thy  blessings  share, 
t  And  sound  thy  praise  abroad.  Salisbury  Coi 

~ HYMN  161.     cTmT    ,SY.  dan's.  [*] 
ChrisPs  condescending  Regard  to  Little  Children. 
Mark  x,  14. 
1   CJEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 
k3   With  all  engaging  charms  ; 
:  Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  Lambs, 

And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 
I  2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,11  he  cries, 
u  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
"  For  Hwac  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
"The  Lord  of  angels  came.11 


Select  HYMN  162,  163.  107 

o  3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 

Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 
— 4  Ye  little  flock  with  pleasure  hear ; 

Ye  children  seek  his  face  ; 
o  And  fly  with  transports  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  hi9  grace, 
e  5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

—  Thy  guardian  care  we  trust ; 

e  That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  heart, 

a      If  weeping  o'er  their  dust.  Doddridge. 

IHMN  162.    S.  M.     Bingham.  [*]  .. 
Infants  given  to  God  in  Baptism.     Isa.  lxv,  23. 
1  ^1  REAT  God,  now  condescend 
\JT  To  bless  our  rising  race  ; 
Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend 
To  thy  victorious  grace. 
e      2  0  what  a  vast  delight, 
Their  happiness  to  %ee  ! 
Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite 
To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 

—  3  Now  bless,  thou  God  of  iove, 

This  ordinance  divine  ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 

And  make  these  children  thine.         Fellows, 

HYMN  163.     C.  M.     York  [*]"" 

Young  Persons  invited  to  seek  and  love  Christ  Prov.  viii,17. 

1  "V^E  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 

i     In  smiling  crowds  draw  near ; 
And  turn  from  ev'ry  mortal  charm, 
A  Saviour's  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  all  the  worlds  on  high, 
Stoops  to  converse  with  you  ; 

And  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  welfare  to  pursue, 
d  3  "  The  soul  who  longs  to  see  my  face, 
"  Is  sure  my  love  to  gain ; 
M  And  those  who  early  seek  my  grace, 
"  Shall  never  seek  in  vain." 
c  4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move,. 
If  once  compar'd  with  thee  ? 


108  HYMN  164,  165.  Select. 

What  beauty  should  command  my  love, 

Like  what  iu  Christ  I  see  ? 
d  5  Away,  ye  false  delusive  toys, 

Vain  tempters  of  the  mind  ! 
o  'Tis  here  I  fix  my  lasting  choice, 

And  here  true  bliss  I  find.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  1647    L.  M.     Gloucester.  [*] 
Early  Piety.     Matt,  xii,  20. 

1  TTOW  soft  the  words  my  Saviour  speaks ! 
JLJl  How  kind  the  promises  he  makes ! 

A  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  will  he  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

2  The  humble  poor  he  wont  despise, 
Nor  on  the  contrite  sinner  frown ; 
Hh  ear  is  open  to  their  cries, 

He  quickly  sends  salvation  down. 

3  When  piety  in  early  minds, 
Like  tender  buds  begins  to  shoot, 

He  guards  the  plants  from  threat'ning  winds, 
And  ripens  blossoms  into  fruit. 

4  With  bumble  souls  he  bears  a  part, 
In  all  the  sorrows  they  endure  ; 
Tender  and  gracious  is  his  heart, 
His  promise  is  for  ever  sure. 

5  He  sees  the  struggles  that  prevail, 
Between  the  pow'rs  of  grace  and  sin; 
He  kindly  listens  while  they  tell 
The  bitter  pangs  they  feel  within. 

6  Tho1  press'd  with  fears  on  ev'ry  side, 
They  know  not  how  the  strife  may  end  ; 
Yet  he  will  soon  the  cause  decide, 

And  judgment  unto  vict'ry  send.  Stkitnet. 

HYMN  165.     C.  M.     Wareham.     [b  *] 
Young  Persons  entreated. 
i  1  T>ESTOW,  dear  Lord,  upon  our  youth, 

JLJ  The  gift  of  saving  grace  ; 
•     And  let  the  seed  of  sacred  truth 

Fall  in  a  fruitful  place. 
— 2  Grace  is  a  plant,  where'er  it  grows, 

Of  pure  and  heav'nly  root ; 
But  fairest  in  the  youngest  shows, 

And  yields  the  sweetest  fruit. 


Select.  HYMN  166.  109 

d  3  Ye  careless  ones,  O  hear  betimes, 

The  voice  of  sovereign  love  ! 
e  Your  youth  is  stained  with  many  crimes, 
o       But  mercy  reigns  above. 
d  4  True  you  are  young-,  but  there's  a  stone 

Within  the  youngest  breast, 
Or  half  the  crimes  which  you  have  done, 

Would  rob  you  of  your  rest. 
— 5  For  you  the  public  prayer  is  made, 

Oh,  join  the  public  prayer  !  ' 

p  For  you  the  secret  tear  13  shed, 

O  shed  yourselves  a  tear. 
— 6  We  pray  that  you  may  early  prove, 

The  Spirit's  power  to  teach ; 
You  cannot  be  too  young  to  love 

That  Jesus  whom  we  preach.  Cowper. 

HYMN  166.     7s.     Redeeming  Love,     [b*] 
Prayer  for  young  Persons. 

1  ^j"OW  may  fervent  prayer  arise, 

J3I    Wing'd  with  faith,  and  pierce  the  skies ; 

Fervent  prayer  will  bring  us  down 

Gracious  answers  from  the  throne. 
c  2  Shepherd  of  thy  blood-bought  sheep, 

Teach  the  stony  heart  to  weep ; 

Let  the  blind  have  eyes  to  see— 
e  See  themselves — and  look  on  thee. 
— 3  Let  the  minds  of  all  our  youth 

Feel  the  force  of  sacred  truth ; 

While  the  gospel  call  they  hear, 

May  they  learn  to  love  and  fear. 

4  Show  them  what  their  ways  have  been  ; 

Show  them  the  desert  of  sin ; 
e  Then  thy  dying  love  reveal ; 

This  shall  melt  a  heart  of  steel. 
— 5  Where  thou  hast  thy  work  begun, 

Give  new  strength  the  race  to  run ; 

Scatter  darkness,  clouds,  and  fears, 

Wipe  away  the  mourner's  tears. 
—6  Bless  us  all,  both  old  and  young: 

Call  forth  praise  from  ev'ry  tongue  ; 

Let  the  whole  assembly  prove 

All  thy  power,  and  all  thy  love.  Newton. 

Select.        10 


110  HYMN  1G7,  103.  Selea 

HYMN  167.     7s.     Fairfax,  [b] 
Prayer f oi  Children. 

1  ipi  RACIOUS  Lord,  our  children  see  ; 
VX"  By  thy  mercy  we  are  fice  ; 

But  shall  these,  alas !  remain 
Subjects  still  of  Satan's  reign  ? 

2  Israel's  infants,  when  of  old, 
Pharaoh  threaten'd  to  withhold  ; 

d  Then  thy  Messenger,  said  '*  No  : 

"  Let  the  children  also  go." 
e  3  When  the  angel  of  the  Lord, 

Drawing  forth  his  dreadful  sword, 

Slew  with  an  avenging  hand, 

All  the  first-born  of  the  land ; — 
o  4  Then  thy  people's  doors  he  pass'd, 

Where  the  bloody  sign  was  plac'd : 
e  Hear  us  now  upon  our  knees, 

Plead  the  blood  of  Christ  for  these. 
e  5  Lord,  we  tremble,  for  we  know 

How  the  fierce  malicious  foe, 

Wheeling  round  his  watchful  flight, 

Keeps  them  ever  in  his  sight. 
— 6  Spread  thy  pinions,  King  of  kings ! 

Hide  them  safe  beneath  thy  wings : 
e  Lest  the  rav'nous  birds  of  prey 

Seize  and  bear  the  brood  away.  Cowper 

HYMN   163.     8  &  7.     Calvary,  [b] 

Surrender  to  infinite  Love. Sacramental.. 

1  X7|7"HEN  I  view  my  Saviour  bleeding, 
H      For  my  sins,  upon  the  tree  ; 
e   O  how  wondrous  ! — how  exceeding 

Great  his  love  appears  to  me  ! 
e  2  Floods  of  deep  distress  and  anguish, 

To  impede  his  labours  came  ; 
— Yet  they  all  could  not  extinguish 

Love's  eternal,  burning  flame. 
e  3  Now  redemption  is  completed, 

Full  salvation  is  procur'd  : 
o  Death  and  Satan  are  defeated, 

By  the  stiff'rings  he  endur'd. 


Select.  HYMN  169,  170 


©  4  Now  the  gracious  Mediator, 

Risen  to  the  courts  of  bliss. 
Claims  for  me  a  sinful  creature, 

Pardon,  righteousness,  and  peace. 
— 5  Sure  such  infinite  affection 

Lays  the  highest  claims  to  mine  ; 
o  All  my  powVs  without  exception, 

Should  in  fervent  praises  join. 
— 6  Jesus,  fit  me  for  thy  service, 

Form  me  for  thyself  alone  ; 
e  I  am  thy  most  costly  purchase  ; 

Take  possession  of  thy  own.  Lee. 

"  HYMN  169.     C.  M.     Canterbury,  [b  *] 
ChrisPs  Flesh  Meal  indeed.     Sacramental.     John 
vi,  53 — 56. 

1  ITirERE  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet, 
JlJL  To  feed  on  food  divine  ; 

Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat, 
Thy  precious  blood  the  wine. 

2  He  who  prepares  this  rich  repast, 
Himself  come3  down  and  dies  ; 

And  then  invites  us  thus  to  feast 
Upon  the  sacrifice. 

3  Here  peace  and  pardon  sweetly  flow  ; 
Oh.  what  delightful  food  I 

We  eat  the  bread  and  drink  the  wine — 
But  think  on  nobler  good. 

4  The  bitter  torments  he  endur'd, 
Upon  th'  accursed  tree, 

For  me — each  welcome  guest  may  say, 
'Twas  all  procur'd  for  me. 

5  Sure  there  was  never  love  so  free — 
Dear  Saviour — so  divine  ! 

Well  thou  may'st  claim  that  heart  of  me, 

Which  owes  so  much  to  thine.  Stennk 

HYMN  170.     C.  M.     York.    Barby.  [*] 
Welcome  to  the  Table.     Sacramental. 
1   rjHHIS  is  the  feast  of  heav'nly  wine, 

JL    And  God. invites  to  sup  ; 
The  juices  of  the  living  vine, 
Were  pressM  to  fill  the  cup. 


112  •         HYMN  171.  Se"-ct. 

o  2  Oh,  bless  the  Saviour,  ye  who  eat, 

With  royal  dainties  fed  ; 
— Not  heav'n  affords  a  costlier  treat, 
e       For  Jesus  is  the  bread  ! 
e  3  The  vile,  the  lost — he  calls  to  them  ; 
d       "  Ye  trembling  souls  appear  ! 
M  The  righteous  in  their  own  esteem, 

u  Have  no  acceptance  here. 
4  u  Approach,  ye  poor,  nor  dare  refuse 

"  The  banquet  spread  for  you  ;" 
c  Dear  Saviour,  this  is  welcome  news, 
o       Then  .1  may  venture  too. 
— 5  If  guilt  and  sin  afford  a  plea, 

And  may  obtain  a  place  ; 
o  Surely  the  Lord  will  welcome  me, 

And  I  shall  see  his  face.  Cowper. 

HYMN  171.     L.  M.     Gloucester,  [b  *] 
Christ  Crucified.    Sacramental. 

1  X^T7"HEN  on  the  cross,  my  Lord  I  see, 

TV    Bleeding  to  death  for  wretched  me  ; 
—Satan  and  sin  no  more  can  move, 
For  I  am  all  transform'd  to  love. 

2  His  thorns  and  nails  pierce  through  my  heart, 
In  every  groan  I  bear  a  part ; 

c  I  view  his  wounds  with  streaming  eyes, 
p  But  see, — he  bows  his  head  and  dies  ! 
— 3  Come,  sinners,  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 
a  Wounded,  and  dead,  and  bath'd  in  blood ! 
c  Behold  his  side,  and  venture  near  ; 
— The  well  of  endless  life  is  here. 

4  Here  1  forget  my  cares  and  pains ; 

I  drink,  yet  still  my  thirst  remains : 

Only  the  fountain-head  above, 

Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love, 
e  5  Oh  that  I  thus  could  always  feel ! 

Lord,  more  and  more  thy  love  reveal ; 
o  Then  my  glad  tongue  shall  loud  proclaim 

The  grace  and  glory  of  thy  Name, 
o  6  Thy  Name  dispels  my  guilt  and  fear, 

Revives  my  heart,  and  charm9  my  ear  ; 

Affords  a  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
d  And  Satan  trembles  at  the  sound.  Newtok. 


Select.  HYMN  172,  173.       .  113 

HYMN  172.     C.  M.     Barby.  [b  *] 
Jesus  hasting  to  suffer.     Sacramental. 
c   1  f  JMHE  Saviour — what  a  noble  flame 

JL     Was  kindled  in  his  breast ; 
— When  hasting-  to  Jerusalem, 

He  march'd  before  the  rest ! 
o  2  Good-will  to  men,  and  zeal  for  God, 

His  ev'ry  thought  engross  : 
€  He  longs  to  be  baptiz'd  with  blood ! 

He  pants  to  reach  the  cross ! 
e  3  With  all  his  sufferings  full  in  view, 

And  woes,  to  us  unknown, 
o  Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  flew — 

'Twas  love  that  urg'd  him  on. 
e  4  Lord,  we  return  thee — what  we  can  I 
o       Our  hearts  shall  sound  abroad, 

Salvation,  to  the  dying  Man, 
g       And  to  the  rising  God  ! 
— 5  And  while  thy  bleeding  glories  here, 
Engage  our  wond'ring  eyes ; 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
o       And  hasten  to  the  skies.  Cowper. 

HYMN  173.     8,  7  &  4.     Helmsley,  [*] 
It  is  finished.     Sacramental. 
t  1  TTARK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy, 

JLJL  Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary ; 
o       See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder — 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky ! 
d  "  It  is  finished  !"— 

e  Hear  the  Savicur — dying — cry. 
d  2  It  is  finish'd  ! — O  what  pleasure 
Do  these  precious  words  afford  ! 
o  Heav'nly  blessings  without  measure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord. 
d  It  is  finish'd  !— 

»  Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 
— IS  Finish'd — all  the  tj^pes  and  shadows 
Of  the  ceremonial  law  ; 
Finish'd — all  that  Gcd  had  promis'd  ; 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe  : 
d  It  is  finish'd  ! 

— Saints,  from  hence  your  comforts  draw. 
10* 


114  HYMN  174,  175.  Select. 

o  4  Ransom'd  ones,  approach  the  table — 
Taste  the  soul  reviving  food  : 
Nothing's  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant, 
As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood. 
d  It  is  finish'd — 

— Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load. 
o  5  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, — 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  ; 
o  All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Emmanuel's  name, 

Hallelujah  I 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  !         Burder's  Col 

HYMN  174.     7s.     Fairfax.  [*b] 
//  is  good  to  be  here.     Sacramental. 

1  T   ET  me  dwell  on  Golgotha, 
a      JLi  Weep — and  love  my  life  away ! 
e  While  I  see  him  on  the  tree, 
a  Weep— and  bleed — and  die  for  me  ! 
— 2  That  dear  blood  for  sinners  spilt, 

Shows  my  sin  in  all  its  guilt : 
p  Ah,  my  soul,  behold  the  load ! 
a  Hast  thou  slain  the  Lamb  of  God  I 
d  3  Hark !  his  dying  word,  ,:i  Forgive, 

u  Father,  let  the  sinner  live  : 

M  Sinner,  wipe  thy  tears  away, 

M I  thy  ransom  freely  pay."  ■ 
—4  While  I  hear  this  grace  reveal'd, 

And  obtain  a  pardon  seal'd  ; 

All  my  soft  affections  move, 

Waken'd  by  the  force  of  love, 
d  5  Farewell,  world,  the  gold  is  dross, 

Now  I  see  the  bleeding  Cross  ; 
— Jesus  died  to  set  me  free, 

From  the  law,  and  sin,  and  thee ! 

6  He  has  dearly  bought  my  soul, 

Lord,  accept,  and  claim  the  whole  ; 

To  thy  will  I  all  resign, 
e  Now  no  more  my  own,  but  thine.  Newton. 

HYMN  175.     H.  M.  .  Bethesda.  [*] 
The  Fountain  of  Life.     Sacramental, 
1  TJTAIL,  everlasting  Spring ! 
JUL  Celestial  Fountain,  hail ! 


Select.  HYMN  176.  1/5 


Thy  streams  .-alvation  bring, 
The  waters  never  fail : 
Still  they  endure,  and  still  they  flow, 
For  all  our  wo  a  sov'reign  cure. 
o      2  Blest  be  His  wounded  side, 
And  blest  his  bleeding  heart, 
Who  all  in  anguish  died, 
Such  favours  to  impart. 
His  sacred  blood  shall  make  us  clean 
From  ev'ry  sin — and  fit  for  God. 
3  To  that  dear  source  of  love, 
—        Our  souls  this  day  would  come  : 
And  thither  from  above, 

Lord,  call  the  nations  home  ; 
o  That  Jew  and  Greek,  with  rapt'rous  songs, 
On  all  their  tongues,  thy  praise  may  speak. 

Doddridge. 

'        HYMN  176.     C.  M.     Christmas.  [*] 
Highicay  to  Zion.     Isa.  xxxv,  8 — 10. 

1  ^ING,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
^   Your  great  deliverer  sing, 

Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  See  the  fair  way  his  hand  has  rais'd, 
c       How  holy,  and  how  plain  ! 

— Nor  shall  the  simplest  trav'ler  err, 
Nor  ask  the  track  in  vain. 

3  Nor  ravening  lion  shall  destroy, 
Nor  lurking  serpent  wound  ; 

Pleasure  and  safety,  peace  and  praise, 
Thro1  all  the  path  are  founaL 
o4  A  hand  Divine  shall  lead  you  on, 
Through  all  the  blissful  road ; 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  ycur  smiling  God. 
o  5  These  garlands  of  immortal  joy 
Shall  bloom  on  every  head ; 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows  all  aie  fled. 
g  6  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength ; 
Pursue  his  Jbotsteps  still ; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye, 

While  labouring  up  the  hill.  Dodmiidgk. 


116  HYMN  177,  178.  Select 

HYMN  177.     8  k  7.     Drummond.  [*] 
Safety  and  Happiness  of  Zion.  Isa.  xxxiii,  20,  21. 
1   if~i  LORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 
\JT  Zion,  c;ty  of  our  God  ! 
e  He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
FormM  thee  for  his  own  abode  : 
g  On  the  rock  of  ages  founded — 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  may'st  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 
o  2  See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove  : 
e  Who  can  faint,  while  such  a  river, 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage  ? 
— Grace,  which  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 
See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear  ! 

For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near  : 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day  ; 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna, 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray.  Newv 

HYMN  178,    L.  M,     Blendon.  [*]  ~ 

God  the  Dtfence  of  Zion.    Ezek.  xlviii,  35. 

1     A  S  birds  their  infant  brood  protect, 

_/jL  And  spread  their  wings  to  shelter  them  j 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  to  his  elect, 
d  u  So  will  I  guard  Jerusalem."11 
C  2  And  what  then  is  Jerusalem, 

This  darling  object  of  his  care  ? 

Where  is  its  worth  in  God'3  esteem  ? 
a  Who  built  it  ?— Who  inhabits  there  ? 
— 3  Jehovah  founded  it  ill  blood, 

The  blood  of  his  incarnate  Son ; 

There  dwell  the  saints,  once  foes  to  God, 

The  sinners,  whom  he  calls  his  own. 

4  There,  tho1  besieg'd  on  every  side, 
Yet  much  belovM,  and  guarded  well  ; 


Select.  HYMN  179,  180.  117 

o  From  age  to  age  they  have  defi'd 

The  utmost  force  of  earth  and  hell. 
€  5  Let  earth  repent,  and  hell  despair, 
o  This  city  has  a  sure  defence  ; 
d  Her  name  is  callM,  -'  The  Lord  is  there  ;" 
e  And  who  has  power  to  drive   Him  thence  ? 

COWPER. 

HYMN  179.     8  &  7.     Drummond.  [*] 
Future  Peace  and  Glory  of  Zion.     La.  lx,  15,  20. 
1  TTTTEAR  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken, 
e       JLJL  "  O  my  people,  faint  and  few ; 

Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 
o  Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you  : 
' — Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways : 
d  You  shall  name  your  walls  Salvation, - 
—    And  your  gate3  shall  all  be  praise." 
b  2  There  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures,  without  end,  shall  flow ; 
—For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 
All  his  bounty  shall  bestow : 
Still  in  undisturb'd  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign ; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression- 
Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 
3  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  declining, 
Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see  ; 
But,  your  griefs  forever  ending, 
Find  eternal  noon  in  me. 
0  God  will  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night ; 
g  He  the  Lord  will  be  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light.  Cowper* 

HYMN  180.     L.  M.     Worship.  [V 
Prayer  for  Zion. 
1  TNDULGENT  Sov'reign  of  the  skies, 

X  And  wilt  thou  bow  thy  gracious  ear  ? 
While  feeble  mortals  raise  their  cries, 
Wilt  thou,  the  great  Jehovah,  hear  ? 
<s  2  How  shall  thy  servants  give  thee  rest, 
Till  Zion's  mouldering  walls  thou  raise  ; 


113  HYMN  181.  Select. 

— Till  U13'  own  power  shall  stand  confessed, 
And  make  Jerusalem  a  praise  ? 

c  3  For  this,  a  lowly  suppliant  crowd, 

Here  iu  thy  sacred  temple  wait : 
— For  this  wc  lift  our  voices  loud, 

And  call,  and  knock  at  mercy's  gat**. 

e  4  Look  dov/n^  O  God,  with  pitying-  eye, 

And  view  the  desolations  round  ; 
c  See  what  wide  realms  in  darkness  lie, 
— And  hurl  their  idols  to  the  ground. 

o  5  Loud  let  the  gospel  trumpet  blow, 
And  call  the  nations  from  afar ; 
Let  all  the  Isles  their  Saviour  know, 
And  earth's  remotest  ends  draw  near.  Doddribof 

HYMN  181.    L.  M.     Blendon.  [b*] 
Prayer  for  ZiorCs  Increase.     Isa.  li,  9. 
d  1     A  RM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake! 

jCjL  Put  on  thy  strength — the  nations  shake  \ 
—And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 

Ti-iumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen  from  thy  throne, 
d  "  I  am  Jehovah — God  alone  1" 
— Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound., 

And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground, 
e  3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt — 

Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt ! 

But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
t  The  blood  that  flow'd  from  Jesus'  side. 
o  4  Arm  of  the  Lord,  thy  power  extend, 

Let  Mahomet's  impostures  end  ; 

Break  superstition's  Papal  chain, 

And  the  proud  scoffer's  rage  restrain. 
o  5  Let  Zion's  time  of  favour  come  ; 

O  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home  : 

And  let  our  wondering  eyes  behold, 

Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Christ's  one  fold. 

g  6  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  every  land  of  every  name  ; 
Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour — Lord  of  all.  Miss.  Col. 


Select  HYMN  182,  183.  119 

HYMN  182.    L.  M.    Z,e«k  £*] 

Longing  for  the  promised  Spread  of  the  Gospel.     Dan.  ii,  45. 

1     B,l  XERT  thy  power,  thy  rights  maintain, 
e       _S_i   Insulted — everlasting*  King- ! 
— The  influence  of  thy  crown  increase, 

And  strangers  to  thy  footstool  bring. 
«  2  We  long  to  see  that  happy  time, 

That  dear,  expected,  blessed  day  ! 
o  When  countless  myriads  of  our  race 

The  second  Adam  shall  obey. 
—  -3  The  prophecies  must  be  fulfill'd. 

Tho'  earth  and  hell  should  dare  oppose  ; 

The  Stoxe  cut  from  the  mountain's  sid> . 

Tho1  unobserv'd,  to  empire  grows. 

4  Soon  shall  the  blended  Image  fall, 
Brass,  silver,  iron,  gold,  and  clay ; 
And  superstition's  gloomy  reign, 

To  light  and  liberty  give  way. 

5  In  one  swe^-.t  symphony  of  praise, 
o  Gentile  and  J  ?.w  shall  then  unite  ; 

And  Infidelity  asham'd, 

Sink  in  the  abyss  of  endless  night. 

6  Soon  Afric's  long  enslaved  sons, 
Shall  join  with  Europe's  polishM  race, 
To  celebrate,  in  different  tongues, 
The  glories  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  7  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 

Emmanuel's  kingdom  shall  extend  ; 
— And  every  man,  in  every  face, 

Shall  meet  a  brother  and  a  friend.  VoKE. 

HYMN  183.     C.  M.     Miicham.  [*] 
Prayer  for  the  Success  of  Missions.     Ps.  Ixxii,  7,  8. 
1   ~W   ORD,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 
1  A  ArmM  with  thy  Spirit's  power ; 
o  Ten  thousand  shall  confess  its  sway, 
And  bless  the  saving  hour. 

o  2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
The  barren  wastes  shall  rise, 
With  sudden  greens,  and  fruits  array'd — 
sr       A  blooming  Paradise. 


120  HYMN  184.  Select. 

— 3  True  holiness  shall  strike  its  root, 

In  each  regen'rate  heart ; 
Shall  in  a  growth  divine  arise, 

And  heav'nly  fruits  impart. 
«  4  Peace,  with  her  olives  crown'd,  shall  stretch 

Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore  ; 
No  trump  shall  rouse  the  rage  of  war, 

Nor  murd'rous  cannon  roar. 
— 5  Lord,  for  those  days  we  wait — those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold  ; 
o  Fly  swifter,  sun,  and  stars,  and  bring 

This  promis'd  age  of  gold, 
e  6  Amen — with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 

.    Unnumber'd  myriads  cry  ; 
g  Amen — with  joy  divine,  let  heav'n's 

Unnumber'd  choirs  reply.  Gibbons. 

HYMN  184.  C.  M.  Canterbury.  [*] 
Prayer  for  Missionaries. 
1  f~1  REAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

\JT  Are  by  creation  thine  ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 
o  2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  lore  has  sent 
Thy  gospel  to  mankind  ; 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasur'd.  in  thy  mind, 
g  3  Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread— 
The  spacious  earth  around  ; 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
ShalJ  hear  the  joyful  sound. 
p  4  O  when  shall  Afric's  sable  sons 
Enjoy  the  heavenly  word  ? 
And  vassals  long  enslav'd  become 
The  freemen  of  the  Lord  ! 
e  5  When  shall  th'  untutor'd  Heathen  trib©3, 
A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Emmanuel's  feet, 

And  learn  and  see  his  grace  ? 
6  Haste,  sovereign  Mercy,  and  transform 

Their  cruelty  to  love  : 
Soften  the  tiger  to  the  lamb, 
The  vulture  to  a  dove. 


Select.  HYMN  185.  121 

7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt, 
To  spread  the  gospel's  rays  ! 
g  And  build,  on  sin's  demolislrd  throne, 

The  temples  of  thy  praise.  Rippoit. 

HYMN  185.     10s.      Walworth.  [*] 
Prayer  for  the  Latter  Day  Glory. 

1  T"   ORD  of  all  worlds,  incline  thy  bounteous  ear, 
JLi  Thy  children's  voice,  in  tender  mercy  hear, 

Bear  thy  blest  promise,  fix'd  as  hills,  in  mind, 
And  shed  renewing  grace  on  lost  mankind  : 
O  let  thy  Spirit  like  soft  dews  descend ; 
Thy  gospel  run  to  e?.rth's  remotest  end. 

2  Let  Zion's  walls  before  thee  ceaseless  stand, 
Dear  as  thine  eye,  and  graven  on  thy  hand  ; 
From  earth's  far  region's  Jacob's  sons  restore, 
Oppress'd  by  man,  and  scourg'd  by  thee,  no  more  ; 
Enrich'd  with  gold,  adorn'd  with  heavenly  grace, 
Truth  their  sole  guide,  and  all  their  pleasure  praise* 

3  Then  Satan's  kingdom  shall  from  earth  retire, 
Dead  forms  dissolve,  and  furious  zeal  expire, 

The  Beast's  fell  throne  shall  darkness  dire  surround, 
Mohammed's  empire  tumble  to  the  ground  ; 
The  dreams  of  Infidels  in  cmoke  decay, 
And  all  the  foes  of  heaven  shall  fleet  away. 

4  In  barren  wilds  shall  living  waters  spring. 
Fair  temples  rise,  and  songs  of  transport  ring ; 
The  savage  mind  with  sweet  affection  warm, 
And  light  and  love  the  yielding  bosom  charm  : 
From  sin's  oblivious  sleep  the  soul  arise, 

And  grace  and  goodness,  show'r  from  balmy  skies. 

5  Then  shall  mankind  no  more  in  darkness  mourn, 
Then  happy  nations  in  a  day  be  born ; 

From  east  to  we°t  thy  glorious  Name  be  one, 
And  one  pure  worship  hail  th'  eternal  Son : 
Remotest  realms  one  spotless  faith  unite, 
And  o'er  all  regions  beam  the  Gospel's  light. 

6  Then  shall  thy  saints  exult  with  joy  divine  ; 
Their  virtues  quicken,  and  their  lives  refine  ; 
Their  souls  improve,  their  songs  more  grateful  rise. 
And  sweeter  incense  cheer  the  morning  skies  : 
Heaven  o'er  the  world  unfold  a  brighter  day, 

And  Jesus  spread  his  reign  from  sea  to  sea.  Dwir.nT. 
Seliict.  1 1 


22  HYMN  186,  187.  Select. 

HYMN  186.     CM.     Bethlehem.  [*] 

Zion  exalted  above  the  Hills.     Isa.  xxii,  4. 

1   /"^k'ER  mountain  tops  the  mount  of  God, 

vJ*   In  latter  clays  shall  rise — 
Above  the  summit  of  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 
o  2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 
All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow  ; 
Up  to  the  mount  of  God,  they  say, 

And  to  his  house  we'll  go. 
3  The  beams  that  shine  from  Zion's  hill, 

Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  tow'rs, 
Shall  the  whole  world  command. 
g  4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge, 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide  ; 
o  His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 

And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 
e  5  No  war  shall  rage,  no  hostile  feuds 

Disturb  those  peaceful  years ; 
— To  ploughshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords, 

To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 
o  6  Come  then,  O  house  of  Jacob,  come, 

And  worship  at  his  shrine  ; 

g  And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 

With  holy  beauties  shine. 

Scotch  Paraphrace. 

HYMN  187.     L.  M.     Castle  Street.   [*]  ~ 

Millennium.     Isa.  xi,  5 — 9.     Rev.  xx,  4 — 10. 

1   IT   OOK  up,  my  soul,  with  glad  surprise, 
JLA  Towards  the  joyful,  coming  day ; 

When  Jesus  shall  descend  the  skies, 

And  form  a  bright,  a  glorious  day. 
e  2  Nations  shall  in  a  day  be  born, 

And  swift,  like  doves,  to  Jesus  fly ; 
— The  saints  shall  know  no  clouds  return, 

Nor  sorrows  mingled  with  their  joy. 
b  3  The  lion  and  the  lamb  shall  feed 

Together,  in  his  peaceful  reign  ; 
— And  Zion,  blest  with  heavenly  bread, 

Of  pinching  wants  no  more  complain. 


Select.  HYMN  188,  189.  123 

4  The  Jew,  the  Greek,  the  bond,  the  free, 

Shall  boast  their  sev'ral  lights  no  more  ; 
o  But  join  in  sweetest  harmony, 

Their  Lord,  their  Sov'reign  to  adore. 
—5  Thus,  till  a  thousand  years  are  pass'd. 

And  Satan  must  be  loos'd  again  ; 

Short  is  the  time  his  reign  shall  last, 
a  Ere  he's  confin'd  in  endless  pain. 
o  6  But  the  blest  saints  shall  mount  on  high, 

Where  their  deliv'ring  Prince  is  gone  ; 
s   Angels  at  God's  command  shall  fly, 

To  bless  them  with  a  conqueror's  crown.      Anon. 

HYMN  188.     8  &  7.     Sicilian.  [*] 
Collection  for  the  Spread  of  the  Gospel. 
1  "¥7jTITH  my  substance  I  will  honour 

U      My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord ; 
Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word. 
o  2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation 
His  abounding  grace  proclaim  ; 
Let  his  friends  of  every  station, 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 
— 3  May  his  kingdom  be  promoted, 
May  the  world  the  Saviour  know ; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted, 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 
o  4  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations  ; 

Praise  him  all  ye  hosts  above  ; 
8   Shout  with  joyful  acclamations, 

His  divine — victorious  love.  FrANCJS. 

""       HYMN  189.     S.  M.     Newton.  [*] 
Charitable  Collection.     1  Chron.  xxix,  14. 
1  r|lHY  bounties,  gracious  Lord, 
JL    With  gratitude  we  own  ; 
We  praise  thy  providential  grace, 
That  showers  its  blessings  down. 
0       2  With  joj  the  people  bring 

Their  offerings  round  thy  throne  , 
With  thankful  souls,  behold,  we  pay 
A  tribute  of  thine  own. 
<e       3  Accept  this  humble  mite, 

Great  sovereign  Lord  of  all ; 
Nor  let  our  num'rous  mingling  sins 
The  sacred  ointment  spoil. 


124  HYMN  100,  191.  Select 

—    4  Let  the  Redeemer*  blood 
Diffuse  its  virtue's  wide  : 
Hallow  and  cleanse  our  every  gift, 
And  all  our  follies  hide. 

c       5  0  may  this  sacrifice 

To  thee  the  Lord  ascend, 
— An  odour  of  a  sweet  perfume, 

Presented  by  his  hand. 

o       6  Well  pleas'd  our  God  shall  view 
The  products  of  his  grace  ; 
And,  in  a  plentiful  reward, 

Fulfil  his  promises.  Scott. 

HYMN  190.     CM.     Hymn  2d.     [*] 
The  Good  Samaritan.     Luke  x,  30 — 37. 
1  TT71ATHER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grac«*, 

JC     All  powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls 

The  image  of  thy  love. 

b  2  O  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know  ; 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 

And  weep  for  others'  wo. 
e  3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief, 

In  low  distress  are  laid  ; 
p  Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
o       And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 
—4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  dying  men, 

When  thron'd  above  the  skies  ; 
And  midst  the  embraces  of  thy  love, 

He  felt  compassion  rise. 

o  5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground  ; 
e  And  gave  the  richest  of  his  blood, 

A  balm  for  every  wound.  Doddridge* 

HYMN  191.     C.  M.     Devizes.  [*] 

Nature  and  Fruits  of  Charily. 
1   ^k  CHARITY,  thou  heav'nly  grace  ! 

\^P   All  tender,  soft  and  kind  ! 
A.  friend  to  all  the  human  race, 

To  all  that's  good  inclinM  ! 


Select.  HYMN  192.  125 

2  The  man  of  charity  extends 

To  all  his  liberal  hand  ; 
His  kindred,  neighbours,  foes  and  friends 
His  pity  may  command. 
e  3  He  aids  the  poor  in  their  distress  ; 
He  hears  when  they  complain  ; 
With  tender  heart  delights  to  bless, 

And  lessen  all  their  pain. 
4  The  sick,  the  pris'ner,  poor  and  blind, 

And  all  the  sons  of  grief, 
In  him  a  benefactor  find — 
He  loves  to  give  reliei. 
o  5  'Tis  love  that  makes  religion  sweet ; 
'Ti<?  love  that  makes  us  rise, 
With  willing  minds  and  ardent  feet, 
To  yonder  happy  skies. 
•^-6  Then  let  us  all  in  love  abound, 

And  charity  pursue  ; 
o  Thus  shall  we  be  with  glory  crown'd. 
e       And  love  as  angels  do.  Proud. 


HYMN  192.     C.  M.     St.  Ann's.  [*] 
Relieving  Christ  in  his  Members.     Matt,  xxv,  40. 
e  1    YESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ! 
Cr    Thy  bounties !  how  complete  ! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 
g  2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
e  WTiat  can  my  poverty  bestow — 

When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 
— 3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below  ; 
The  partners  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names, 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 
c  4  In  them  thou  mayst  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 
And  visited  and  cheer'd, 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 
-~5/Thy  face  with  rev'rence  and  with  love, 
I,  in  the  poor  would  see  ; 
O  rather  let  me  beg  my  bread, 
Than  hold  it  back  from  thee.  Dodd 

11* 


126  HYMN  193.  Select. 

HYMN  193.     8  &  7.     [*] 
A  Charity  Hymn. 

1  "ir   ORD  of  life,  all  praise  excelling', 

I  4  Thou,  in  glory,  unconfm'd, 
Deign'st  to  make  thy  humble  dwelling, 
With  the  poor  of  humble  mind. 

2  As  thy  love  thro'  all  creation, 
Beams  like  thy  diffusive  light, 

So  the  scorn'd  and  humble  station, 
Shrinks  before  thine  equal  sight. 

3  Thus  thy  care,  for  ail  providing, 
Warm'd  thy  faithful  prophet's  tongue  ; 

Who,  the  lot  of  all  deciding, 
To  thy  chosen  Israel  sung : — 

4  u  When  thy  harvest  yields  thee  pleasure, 
41  Thou  the  golden  sheaf  shalt  bind, 

44  To  the  poor  belongs  the  treasure 
H  Of  the  scatter'd  ears  behind.1' 


44  These  thy  God  ordains  to  bless, 
41  The  widow  and  the  fatherless." 

5  i;  When  thine  olive  plants  increasing, 
44  Pcur  their  plenty  o'er  thy  plain  ; 

44  Grateful  thou  shalt  take  the  blessing, 
44  But  not  search  the  bough  again." 
choeus. — "These,  &c." 

6  4l  When  thy  favour'd  vintage  flowing, 
"  Gladdens  thy  autumnal  scene  ; 

44  Own  the  bounteous  hand  bestowing, 
44  But  thy  vines  the  poor  shall  glean." 
CHORrs. — "  These,  &c." 

7  Still  we  read  thy  word  declaring 
Mercy,  Lord,  thine  own  decree  ; 

Mercy,  every  sorrow  sharing, 

Warms  the  heart  resembling  thee. 

8  Still  the  orphan  and  the  stranger, 
Still  the  widow  owns  thy  care  ; 

Screened  by  thee  in  every  danger, 
Heard  by  thee  in  every  prayer. 


K 


Select.  HYMN  194,  195.  127 

HYMN  194.     L.  M.     Sicilian.  [*] 
creeling  of  Christian  Friends. 
INDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 

May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 
o  2  To  you  and  us  by  grace  is  giv'n, 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name  ; 

And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heav'n, 

Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 
i— 3  May  he  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  spirit  from  above  ; 

Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

4  Forgotten  be  each  earthly  theme, 

"When  christians  see  each  other  thus ; 
e  We  only  wish  to  speak  of  Him, 
a  Who  lived — and  died — and  reigns — for  us. 
e  5  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 

And  suffer'd  for  us  here  below  ; 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread^ 

And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 
— 6  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore  ; 
o  And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 

When  we  shall  meet — to  part  no  more. 

Newton*. 

HYMN  195.     S.  M.     Bingham.  [*] 
Parting  of  Christian  Friends. 
1  T>LEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
JLJ   Our  hearts  in  christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above, 
c       2  Before  our  Father's  throne, 

We  pour  oar  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 
—    3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 
e  And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 


128  HYMN  196,197.  Select. 

- — — ' — 

e       4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
— But  we  shall  still  he  join'd  in  heart, 

And  hope  to  meet  again. 
o       5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 

And  longs  to  see  the  day. 
—    6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin  we  shall  he  free  ; 
g  And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign, 

Through  all  eternity.  Fawcett. 

HYMN  196.     C.  M.     Hymn  2d.  St.  Ann's.  [*] 
Ji  Marriage  Hymn. 
1   QUJNCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 

k5  To  grace  a  marriage  feast, 
Dear  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 
e  2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 
Who  now  have  plighted  hands  ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favour  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 
— 3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 
Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 
Their  substance  hless  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 
c   4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 
That  they  with  christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burthens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 
— 5  As  Isaac  and  Rebecca  gave 
A  pattern  chaste  and  kind  ; 
So  may  this  married  couple  live, 
c       And  die  in  friendship  join'd. 

6  And  when  that  solemn  hoar  shall  come, 
And  life's  short  space  be  o'er  ; 
o  May  they  in  triumph  reach  that  home, 
Where  they  shall  part  no  more. 


HYMN  197.     8  &  7.     Sicilian.  [*] 
A  Marriage  Hymn. 
OME,  thou  condescending  Jesus  ! 
Thou  hast  blest  a  marriage  feast ; 


'(C 


Select.  HYMN  198.  129 

Come,  and  with  thy  presence  bless  us, 

Deign  to  be  an  honourM  guest. 
2  Once  at  Cana's  happy  village, 

Thou  didst  heavenly  joy  impart ; 
Though  unseen,  may  thy  blest  image 
Be  inscribed  on  ev'ry  heart.) 
t  3  Lord,  Ave  come  to  ask  thy  blessing 

On  the  happy  pair  to  rest ; 
-   May  thy  goodness,  never  ceasing, 
Make  them  now  and  ever  blest. 
4  Thou  can'st  change  the  course  of  nature. 
Turning  water  into  wine  ; 
e   But  we  ask  a  greater  favour — 

May  they  be  forever  thine. 
— 5  Thine  by  cov'nant  and  adoption, 
Thine  by  U-ee  and  sov'reign  grace  ; 
May  they,  in  each  word  and  action, 
Do  thy  will  and  speak  thy  praise. 
6  Gracious  Lord,  from  thy  free  bounty, 

Fill  their  basket  and  their  store  ; 
Give  them,  with  their  health  and  plenty, 
Hearts  thy  goodness  to  adore. 
e   7  Often  from  their  happy  dwelling, 
May  the  voice  of  prayer  ascend, 
For  thy  mercies  still  increasing, 

To  their  best,  their  kindest  Friejyd. 
—8  Through  this  life's  tempestuous  ocean, 
Storms  are  thick  and  dangers  nigh ; 

0  may  constant  pure  devotion, 
Guide  them  safe  to  realms  on  high. 

e  9  When  by  death's  cold  hand  divided, 

Which  dissolves  the  tenderest  ties  ; 
— By  thy  grace  again  united, 

May  they  in  thy  image  rise. 
o  10  Come,  thou  condescending  Jesus, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  songs  of  praise  ; 
Come  and  with  thy  presence  bless  us, 

Make  us  subjects  of  thy  grace.    Codman's  Col. 

HYMN  198.     L.  M.     Green's.  [■*] 
A  Family  Hymn. 

1  "171ATHER  of  men,  thy  care  we  bless, 

Jl      Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace, 


130  HYMN  199,  200.  Select 

From  thee  they  sprung,  and  by  thy  hand 

Their  root  and  branches  are  sustain'd. 
e  2  To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 

Be  our  domestic  altars  raisM  ; 

Who,  Lord  of  Heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 

With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 
— 3  To  thee  may  each  united  House, 

Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows ; 

Our  servants  here,  and  rising  race, 

Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 
o  4  O  may  each  future  age  proclaim 

The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name  ; 
g  While  pleased,  and  thankful,  we  remove 

To  join  the  family  above.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  199.     L.  M.     Portugal.  [*] 
JL  Morning  Hymn. 

1     A  WAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun, 
XjL  Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run ; 

Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise, 

To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 
e  2  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew ! 

Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew ; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 

And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 
— 3  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 

All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say ; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 

In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 
o  4  Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 

Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below: 

Praise  him  above,  angelic  host ; — 
g  Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.  Kejvn 

HYMN  200.     7s.     PleyeVs.  [*] 
A  Morning  Hymn. 


lW 


Now  the  morning  light  is  come 
Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to-day, 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 
2  Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  cleanse  our  sight ; 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to-day, 
Help  us  labour,  help* us  pray. 


Select.  HYMN  201,  202.  131 

3  Keep  our  haughty  pa?sions  bound  ; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around  ; 
Going-  out,  and  coming  in, 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 

0  receive  us  then  at  last ! 

o  Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more, 

When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore.    Hart.  Cor,. 

HYMN  201.     L.  M.      Worship.  Skilian.  [*] 
An  Evening  Hymn. 
\   ^1  LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 

\IW  For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 
Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  tbine  own  Almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son,  N 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done  ; 

That  with  the  world,  myself  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed : 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may, 
Ilise,  glorious,  at  the  awful  day. 

4  O  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  my  eyelids  close  : 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  serve  my  God,  when  I  awake. 

5  If  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply ; 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest ; 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

6  Praise  God  from  whence  ail  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below  ; 

Praise  him  above  ye  heavenly  host, 

Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.  Kewjl 

HYMN  202.     8«.     Bethany.  [*] 
An  Evening  Hymn. 

1  TNSPIRER  and  Hearer  of  Prayer, 

JL  Thou  Feeder  and  Guardian  of  thine  ; 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care, 
I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 


132  HYMN  203.  Select. 

o  2  If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me  ; 

And  fast  as  my  moments  roll  on, 

They  bring  rne  but  nearer  to  thee. 
e  3  A  sov'reign  Protector  I  have, 

Unseen,  yet  forever  at  hand ; 

Unchangeably  faithful  to  save, 

Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 
—4  From  evil  secure,  and  its  dread; 

I  rest,  if  my  Saviour  be  nigh  ; 

And  songs  his  kind  presence  indeed, 

Shall  in  the  night  season  supply. 
o  5  His  smiles  and  his  comforts  abound, 

His  grace  as  the  dew  shall  descend ; 
o  And  wells  of  salvation  surround, 

The  soul  he  delights  to  defend.  Toplaoy. 

HYMN  203.     C.  M.     Barby.  [*] 
A  Hynlnfor  Morning  or  Everting. 
1   /"\N  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God, 

V_/   My  waking  thoughts  attend  ; 
In  whom  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 
In  whom  my  wishes  end. 
e  2  My  soul  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys ; 
— And  nrM  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 

The  sacrifice  of  praise. 
e  3  When  evening  slumbers  press  my  eyes, 

With  thy  protection  blest  ; 
b  In  peaoe  and  safety  I  commit 

My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 
o  4  My  spirit  in  thy  hands  secure, 
Fears  no  approaching  ill ; 
For  whether  wa'king,  or  asleep, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 
o  5  Then  will  1  daily  to  the  world 
Thy  wondrous  acts  proclaim  ; 
Whilst  all  with  me  shall  praise  and  sing, 
And  bless  the  Sacred  Name. 
e  6  At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night  I'll  still 

Thy  growing  work  pursue  ; 
s    And  thee  alone  will  praise,  to  whom 

Eternal  praise  is  due.  Liv.  Col. 


Select.  HYMN  204.  133 

HYMN  204.     L.  P.  M.     Devotion.  [*] 

Daily  Duties.     Dependence  and  Enjoyment.     Rom. 

xiv,  8. — Morning  or  Evening. 

1  "^T7"HEN,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies 

T  ?     The  morning-  light  salutes  my  eyes, 
O  Sun  of  Righteousness  divine, 
On  me  with  beams  of  mercy  shine ; 
Chase  the  dark  clouds  of  guilt  away, 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  When,  to  heavpn's  great  and  glorious  King1, 
My  morning  sacrifice  I  bring  ; 

And  mourning  o'er  my  guilt  and  shame, 
Ask  mercy  in  my  Saviour's  name  : 
Then,  Jesus,  sprinkle  with  thy  blood, 
And  be  my  Advocate  with  God. 

3  As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
Will  bring  its  trials  and  its  cares ; 

0  Saviour,  till  my  life  shall  end, 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend : 
Teach  ir.e  thy  precepts,  all  divine, 
And  be  thy  great  example  mine. 

4  When  pain  transfixes  every  part, 
And  languor  settles  at  the  heart ; 
When  on  my  bed,  diseas'd,  oppress'd, 

1  turn,  and  sigh,  and  long  for  rest ; 
O  great  Physician !  see  my  grief, 
And  grant  thy  servant  sweet  relief. 

5  £hould  poverty's  consuming  blow 
Lay  all  my  worldly  comforts  low; 
And  neither  help,  nor  hope  appear, 
My  steps  to  guide,  my  heart  to  cheer ; 
Lord,  pity,  and  supply  my  need, 

For  thou  on  earth  wast  poor  indeed. 

6  Should  Providence  profusely  pour 
Its  various  blessings  in  my  store ; 

O  keep  me  from  the  ills,  that  wait 
On  such  a  seeming  prosperous  state  ; 
From  hurtful  passions  set  me  frea, 
And  humbly  may  I  walk  with  thee. 

7  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labours  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seek3  repose, 

Wilh  pardoning  mercy  richly  bless'd, 
Guard  me,  my  Saviour,  while  I  rest ; 
Select.         12 


134  HYMN  205,  206.  Select. 

And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 

0  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies. 

8  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labours  done, 
Jesus,  thine  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed  : 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
"  To  see  Uvy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise." 

HYMN  205.     C.  M.     Barby.  St.  Jinn's.  {*  b] 
Religion  the  One  Thing  needful. 

1  ~Wy  ELIGION  is  the  chief  concern, 
X\/  Of  mortals  here  below  ; 

May  I  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  sov'reign  virtue  know. 

2  More  needful  this  than  glitt'ring  wealth, 
Or  aught  the  world  bestows  ; 

Not  reputation,  food,  or  health, 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 

3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage, 
Amidst  our  youthful  bloom ; 

'Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 
And  for  the  awful  tomb. 

4  O  may  my  heart  by  grace  renew'd, 
Be  my  Redeemer's  throne  ; 

And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdu'd, 
His  government  to  own. 

5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith  and  love, 
Be  joined  with  godly  fear  ; 

And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

6  Preserve  me  from  the  snares  of  sin, 
Through  my  remaining  days  ;  | 

And  in  me  let  each  virtue  shine, 
To  my  Redeemer's  praise. 

7  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire  ; 
Let  warm  affections  rise  ; 

And  may  I  wait  with  strong  desire, 

To  mount  above  the  skies.  Fawcktt* 


,w- 


HYMN  206.     C.  M.     Devizes.  [*] 
Spring. 

HEN  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  v* 
And  blossoms  deck  the  spray  ; 


Select.  HYMN  207.  135 

And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day  ! 
c  2  Hark !  how  the  feather'd  warblers  sing  ! 
—     1Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice  ; 
e  Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 
o        And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 
— 3  How  kind  the  influence  of  the  skies ! 
The  showers,  with  blessings  fraught, 
Bid  virtue,  beauty,  fragrance  rise, 
And  fix  the  roving  thought. 
«e  4  Then  let  my  wondering  heart  confess, 
With  gratitude  and  love, 
The  bounteous  Hand  that  deigns  to  bless 
The  garden,  field,  and  grove. 
g  5  That  bounteous  Hand  my  thoughts  adore, 
Beyond  expression  kind, 
Hath  better,  nobler  gifts  in  store, 
To  bless  the  craving  mind. 

e  6  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart ; 
-^— Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 

Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart. 
o  7  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song ; 
a  And  love  and  gratitude  divine 

Attune  my  joyful  song.  Steele. 

HYMN  207.     3s.     Uxbridge.  [*] 
Spring, 

1  TTOW  sweetly  along  the  gay  mead, 
JLA  The  daisies  and  cowslips  are  seen ! 

The  flocks  as  they  carelessly  feed, 
Rejoice  in  the  beautiful  green  ! 

2  The  vines  that  encircle  the  bowers, 
The  herbage  that  springs  from  the  sod, — 
Trees,  plants,  cooling  fruits,  and  sweet  flowers, 
All  rise  to  the  praise  of  my  God. 

«  3  Shall  man  the  great  master  of  all, 

The  only  insensible  prove  ? 
d  Forbid  it,  fair  gratitude's  call — 

Forbid  it,  devotion  and  love. 
g  4  The  Lord,  who  such  wonders  can  raise, 

And  still  can  destroy  with  a  nod, 


136  HYMN  208,  209.  Select 

My  lips  shall  incessantly  praise — 
My  soul  shall  rejoice  in  my  God. 

HYMN  208.     CM.     Doxol^^] 
Summer :  Jl  Harvest  Hymn. 
1  rilO  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord, 

JL    My  soul,  wake  all  thy  powers : 
He  calls — and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 
g  2  His  cov'nant  with  the  earth  he  keeps, 
My  tongue,  his  goodness  sing  ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 
o  3  Well  pleas'd  the  toiling  swains  behold 
The  waving  yellow  crop  ; 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 
c  4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 
The  seeds  of  righteousness  ; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams, 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 
o  5  Then  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I  . 
£  hall  reap  a  glorious  crop  ; 
The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sow'd  in  hope.  Rippon. 

HYMN  209.     C.  M.     Abridge,  [b] 
Prayer  for  Rain. 

1  "T^TOW  may  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies 
_L  ^1    Regard  us  when  we  call ; 

'Tis  he  who  bids  the  vapours  rise 
And  showers  abundant  fall. 

2  On  thee,  our  God,  we  all  depend, 
For  life,  and  health,  and  food  ? 

O  make  refreshing  showers  descend, 
And  crown  the  year  with  good. 

3  The  evil  and  the  just  partake, 
These  bounties  of  thy  hand  ; 

Nor  will  a  God  of  love  forsake, 
This  long  indulged  land. 

4  Let  grace  come  down,  like  copious  rains, 
On  lion's  drooping  field? 

So  shall  our  souls  revive  again, 
And  fruit  abundant  yield. 


Select.  HYMN  210,  211.  137 

o  5  Then  smiling  nature  shall  express 
Her  mighty  Maker's  praise  ; 
And  we,  the  children  of  thy  grace, 

Join  her  harmonious  lays.  Bufder's  Col. 

HYMN  210.     L.  M.     Psalm  91th.  [*  b] 
Autumn. 

1   £<EE  how  brown  autumn  spreads  the  field, 
^  Mark — how  the  whitening  hills  are  turn'd  J 

Behold  them  to  the  reapers  yield, — 

The  wheat  is  sav'd — the  tares  are  burn'd. 
e  2  Thus  the  great  Judge  with  glory  crown'd 

Descends  to  reap  the  ripen'd  earth  ; 
g  Angelic  guards  attend  him  down, 

The  same  who  sang  his  humble  birth. 

3  In  sounds  of  glory  hear  him  speak, 

d  "  Go  search  around  the  flaming  world  ; 
"  Haste — call  my  saints  to  rise,  and  take 
41  The  seats  from  which  their  foes  were  hurl'd. 

4  ''*  Go,  burn  the  chaff  in  endless  fire, 

"In  flames,  unquench'd  consume  each  tare  ; 

"  Sinners  must  feel  my  holy  ire, 

M  And  sink  in  guilt — to  deep  despair." 

a  5  Thus  ends  the  harvest  of  the  earth  : — 

— Angels  obey  the  awful  voice  ; 

d  They  save  the  wheat — they  burn  the  chaff; — 

g  All  heaven  approves  the  sov'reign  choice. 

HYMN  211.     C.  M.    Hymn  2.  [b  *] 
Winter. 
1   ^JTERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 
lO  Encirling  nature  round  ; 
p  How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 

Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd ! 
e  2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 
And  light  and  warmth  depart ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 

An  emblem  of  my  heart. 
3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns 
In  night's  dark  mantle  clad  ; 
p  Confm'd  in  ccld  inactive  chains — 
how  desolate  and  sad) 
12* 


138  HYMN  212,  213.  Select. 

— 4  Return,  O  blissful  Sun,  and  bring 
Thy  soul  reviving  ray  ; 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

o  5  O  happy  state — divine  abode, 
"Where  spring  eternal  rsigns 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains. 
g  6  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 
My  drooping  joys  restore  ; 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winters  frown  no  more. 

HfMN  212.     C.  M.     Canterbury,  [b*] 

Swiftness  of  Time.     New  Year. 
1  T>  EMARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound, 
XA>  Of  the  revolving  year  ; 
e  How  swift  the  weefcs  complete  their  round  J 

How  short  the  months  appear, 
d  2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on — 
And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done, 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 
e  3  Yet,  like  an  idle  tale,  we  pass 
The  swift  revolving  year  ; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 
— 4  Waken,  O  God,  my  careless  heart, 
Its  great  concerns  to  see  ; 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee, 
o  5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 
If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 

To  joy  beyond  the  skies.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  213.     L.  M.     Castle  Street.  [*| 

Help  obtained  of  God.     JYeiv  Year. 
1   4~^\  HEAT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 

\J  By  which  supported  still  we  stand  ! 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shews ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 


Select.  HYMN  214.  139 

e  2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 

Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God ; 

By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counselled. 
—3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own ; 

The  future — all  to  us  unkuown, 

We  to  thy  guard' an  care  commit, 

And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depress'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest; 

Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 

Ador'd  through  all  our  changing  days. 
e  5  When  death  shall  interrupt  our  songs, 

And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
g  Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 

In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

Rippon's  Col. 

HYMN  214.     10&11.     Walworth.  [*] 
Goodness  of  God.     New   Year. 

1  TTOUSE  of  our  God,  with  cheerful  anthems  ring, 
JlJL  While  all  our  lips  and  hearts  his  giaces  sing  ; 

The  opening  year  his  graces  shall  proclaim, 
And  all  its  days  be  vocal  with  his  name ; 

The  Lord  is  good — his  mercy  never  ending  ; 

His  blessings  in  perpetual  showers  descending. 

2  The  heaven  of  heavens  he  with  his  bounty  fills : 
Ye  seruphs  bright,  on  ever  blooming  hills, 
His  honours  sound  ;  you  to  whom  good  alone, 
Unmingled,  ever-growing,  has  been  known: 

Through  your  immortal  life,  with  love  increasing, 
Proclaim  your  Maker's  goodness — never  ceasing. 

3  Thou  earth,  enlighten'd  by  his  rays  divine, 
Pregnant  with  grass,  and  corn,  and  oil  and  wine, 
Crown'd  with  his  goodness,  let  thy  nations  meet, 
And  lay  their  crowns  at  his  paternal  feet ; 

With  grateful  love  that  liberal  hand  confessing, 
Which  through  each  heart  diffuses  ev'ry  blessing. 
«       4  Zion,  enrich'd  with  his  distinguishM  grace, 
Blest  with  the  rays  of  thine  Emmanuel's  face — 
Zion,  Jehovah's  portion  and  delight, 
Grav'n  on  his  hands,  and  hourly  in  his  sight, 
o  In  sacred  strains,  exalt  that  grace  excelling, 

Which  makes  thy  humble  hill  his  chosen  dwelling. 


140  HYMN  215,  216.  Select. 

— 5  His  mercy  never  ends — the  dawn,  the  shade 

Still  see  new  beauties  thro'  new  scenes  display'd ; 
Succeeding  ages  bless  this  sure  abode, 
And  children  lean  upon  their  father's  God. 

e      The  deathless  soul  through  its  immense  duration, 
Drinks  from  this  source  immortal  consolation. 

8  6  Burst  into  praise,  my  soul,  all  nature  join ; 

Angels  and  men,  in  harmony  combine  : 
e      While  human  years  are  measur'd  by  the  sun, 

And  while  Eternity  its  course  shall  run — 
g      His  goodness,  in  perpetual  showers  descending, 

Exalt  in  songs  and  raptures  never  ending. 

Doddridge 

HYMN  215.     C.  M.     Sunday.  [*] 

Close  of  the  Year. 
1     A  "WAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 
J\.  And  raise  your  voices  high  ; 
o  Awake  and  praise  that  sovereign  love 
That  shews  salvation  nigh. 

— 2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 

Each  moment  brings  it  near ; 
o  Then  welcome,  each  declining  day ! 

Welcome,  each  closing  year  ! 

— 3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run, 
Nor  many  mornings  rise  , 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd, 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 

o  4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course, 

e      Ye  mortal  powers  decay  ; 

> — Fast  as  ye  bung  the  night  of  death, 

o      Ye  bring  eternal  day.  Doddxipge. 

HYMN  216.     L.  M.  Carthag*  lb] 

Importance  of  Time. 

c  1  £\  TIME,  h<.w  few  thy  value  wtigh . 

v-J   How  few  will  estimate  a  day  ! 
e  Days,  months,  and  years,  are  rolbnj  *>i:, 
a  The  soul  neglected — and  undone. 

— 2  In  painful  cares,  or  crpty  joys, 
Our  life  its  precious  liourn  dostrnys ; 
Whilst  death  stands  watching  &t  oir  .-id  . 
Eager  to  st^p  the  UvMg  iiao. 


Select.  HYMN  217.  141 

e   3  Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 

Your  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place  ? 

Was  it  for  this  his  thoughts  design'd 

The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind  ? 
d  4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 

He  fashion'd  all  the  sons  of  time  ; 

Pilgrims  on  earth  ;  but  soon  to  be — 

The  heirs  of  immortality. 
— 5  This  season  of  your  being,  know, 

Is  given  to  you  your  seeds  to  sow  ; 

Wisdom's  and  folly's  differing  grain, 

In  future  worlds,  is  bliss,  and  pain. 
e  6  Then  let  me  every  day  review, 

Idle  or  busy,  search  it  through  ; 

And  whilst  probation's  minutes  last, 

Let  ev'ry  day  amend  the  past.  Scott. 

HYMN  217.     C.  P.  M.     Pilgrim,  [b] 
Serious  prospect  of  Eternity. 

el   "I"   O  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 

JLi  'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand— 
p       Yet  how  insensible  ! 
— A  point  of  time — a  moment's  space — 
o       Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 
e       Or — shuts  me  up  in  hell ! 
— 2  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  in  my  thoughtless  heart, 

Eternal  things  impress  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me,  ere  it  be  too  late — 
o       Wake  me  to  righteousness. 
— 3  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day; 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come, 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar ; — 
e    And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 
—4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ! 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 
And  to  the  end  endure  ! 


142 HYMN  218,  219.  Select. 

o  5  Then,  Saviour,  then  mj  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live, 
And  reign  with  thee  above  ; 
g  Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope,  in  full,  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love.  Rippon's  Col. 

HYMN  218.     8  &  7.     Sicilian.  [*] 

Eternity  joyfully  anticipated. 

1  TN  this  world  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

JL  Compass'd  round  with  many  a  care, 
From  eternity  we  borrow 

Hope  that  can  exclude  despair. 

2  Thee,  triumphant  God  and  Saviour, 
In  the  glass  of  faith  we  see  ! 

0  assist  each  faint  endeavour  ! 
Raise  our  earth-born  souls  to  thee. 

e  3  Place  that  awful  scene  before  us, 

Of  the  last  tremendous  day, — 
— When  to  life  thou  wilt  restore  us : 
o      Lingering  ages  haste  away. 

4  When  this  vile  and  sinful  nature 
Incorruption  shall  put  on  : 
—Life  renewing,  glorious  Saviour, 

Let  thy  glorious  will  be  done.  Madan's  Col 

HYMN  239.  C.  M.     Plymouth,  [b] 

Of  Age  approaching. 

1  Tp  TERNAL  God,  enthron'd  on  high  ! 
X_i   Whom  angel  hosts  adore  ; 

Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh, 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  O  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 
And  keep  my  passions  cool :  J 

Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  every  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on, 
What's  human  must  decay; 

e  My  friends,  my  young  companions  gone- 
Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 

e  4  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 
Proects  his  awful  dart ? 


Select.  HYMN  220,  221.  143 

Can  med'cines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  virtue  shield  my  heart  ? 
—5  Ah,  no  ! — then  smooth  the  mortal  hour ; 
On  thee  my  hope  depends : 
Support  me  with  almighty  pow'r, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 
o  6  Then  shall  my  soul,  O  gracious  God  ! 
(While  angels  join  the  lay,) 
Admitted  to  the  blest  abode, 
Its  endless  anthems  pay : — 
o  7  Through  heav'n,  howe'er  remote  the  bound, 

Thy  matchless  love  proclaim  ; 
g  And  join  the  choir  of  saints,  who  sound 

Their  great  Redeemer's  name.     Rippon's  Col. 

HYMN  220.     C.  M.     Bishopsgate.  [b] 
Warning  to  prepare  for  Death. 

1  "VTAIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear — 

▼      Repent ! — thy  end  is  nigh  ! 
Death,  at  the  farthest,  can't  be  far, 
Oh,  think  before  t'hou  die  ! 

2  Reflect — thou  hast  a  soul  to  save  : 
Thy  sins — how  high  they  mount ! 

What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave  ? 
How  stands  that  dread  account  ? 

3  Death  enters — and  there's  no  defence  : 
His  time,  there's  none  can  tell : 

He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
To  heaven — or  to  hell ! 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  t\iy  chiefest  care, 
Shall  crawling  worms  consume  ; 

But,  ah  !  destruction  stops  not  there — 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

5  To-day  the  gospel  calls ; — to-day, 
Sinners,  it  speaks  to  you  : 

Let  ev'ry  one  forsake  his  way, 

And  mercy  will  ensue.  Hart. 

HYMN  221.     CM.     Windsor. .{b] 
Death  and  Judgment  appointed  to  All.     Heb.  ix,  27. 
1  TTEAV'N  has  confirm'd  the  dread  decree, 
JLJL  That  Adam's  race  must  die  : 


144  HYMN  222, 223.  Select. 

One  gen'ral  ruin  sweeps  them  down — 
And  low  in  dust  they  lie. 

2  Ye  living  men,  the  tomb  survey, 
Where  you  must  shortly  dwell ; 

c  Hark  !  how  the  awful  summons  sounds, 
In  ev'ry  funeral  knell ! 

3  Once  you  must  die — and  once  for  all ; 
The  solemn  purport  weigh  : 

For  know,  that  heav'n  or  hell  are  hung, 
On  that  important  day  ! 

4  Those  eyes  so  long  in  darkness  veil'd, 
Must  wake  the  Judge  to  see  ; 

And  ev'ry  word — and  «v'ry  thought — 
Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 
— 5  O  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 
My  Saviour  and  my  Friend  ; 

0  And,  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death, 

With  all  his  saints  ascend.  Doddridge  . 

HYMN  222.    L.  M.    Islington.  [*] 
Desiring  to  depart  and  be  with  Christ.     Phil,  i,  23. 

1  ~V¥7"HILE  on  the  verge  of  life  I  stand, 

V  t     And  view  the  scenes  on  either  hand, 
My  spirit  struggles  with  my  clay ; 
And  longs  to  wing  its  flight  away. 

o  2  Come,  ye  angelic  guardians,  come, 

And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home  ; 
— Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne, 

Source  cf  my  joys  and  of  your  own. 
t  3  The  blissful  interview,  how  sweet, 

To  fall  transported  at  his  feet ; 
o  Rais'd  in  his  arms  to  view  his  face, 

Through  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace. 

— 4  Yet,  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight, 
I'll  wait  thy  signal  for  my  flight ; 
For,  while  thy  service  I  pursue, 
I  find  my  heaven  begun  below.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  223.    C.  M.    St.  Paul's,  [b  *] 

Death  welcomed :  Heaven  anticipated. 
1     AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

J\.  And  let  it  faint  and  die ; 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vail, 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high : — 


Sfiiect.  HYMN  224.  145 

2  Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 
And  find  its  long:  sought  rest, 

(That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants,) 

In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 
o  3  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 

I  now  the  cross  sustain  ; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain. 
4  1  suffer  on  my  threescore  year3, 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come  ; 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 

And  take  his  exile  home. 
e   5  O,  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me  ! 

Before  my  ravish'd  eyes, 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 

And  trees  of  Paradise. 
o  6  I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

"Who  taste  the  pleasures  there  ; 
o  They  all  are  rob'd  in  spotless  white, 

And  conquering  palms  they  bear. 
— 7  O  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet, 
With  that  enraptur'd  host  V  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 
8  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  and  friends  away ; 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again, 

In  that  eternal  day. 

HYMN  224.     L.  M.     Carthage,  [b  *] 

Death  of  the  Sinner  and  Saint. 

1  XT7~HAT  scenes  of  horrour  and  of  dread — 

M     Await  the  sinner's  dying  bed ! 
Death's  terrours  all  appear  in  sight, 
Presages  cf  eternal  night ! 
e  2  His  sins  in  dreadful  crder  rise, 
And  fill  his  soul  with  sad  surprise  ; 
Mount  Sinai's  thunders  stun  his  ears, 
And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 

3  Tormenting  pangs  distract  his  breast ; 
Where'er  he  turns  he  finds  no  rett : 

o  Death  strikes  the  blow — he  groans  and  cries— 
And,  in  despair  and  horrour — dies. 
Select.       13 


146  HYMN  225,  226.  Select. 

—4  Not  so  the  heir  of  heav'nly  bliss : 

His  soul  is  fill'd  with  conscious  peace  ; 

A  steady  faith  subdues  his  fear  ; 

He  sees  the  happy  Canaan  near. 
b  5  His  mind  is  tranquil  and  serene, 

No  terrours  in  his  looks  are  seen  ; 

His  Saviour's  smile  dispels  the  gloom, 

And  smooths  his  passage  to  the  tomb. 
— 6  Lord  make  my  faith  and  lore  sincere, 

My  judgment  sound,  my  conscience  clear  ; 

And  when  the  toils  of  life  are  past, 

May  I  be  found  in  peace  at  last.  Fawcett. 

HYMN  225.     C.  M.     St.  Ann's.  [*1 
Infants,  living  or  dying,  in  the  Jlryns  of  Christ* 

1  rilHY  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lard, 

JL    With  transport  all  divine  j 
Thine  image  trace  in  ev'ry  word, 
Thy  love  in  ev'ry  line. 

2  With  joy  I  see  a  thousand  charms, 
Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face  ; 

While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms, 

Receive  the  smiling  grace. 
d  3  "I  take  these  little  lambs,1'  said  he» 

44  And  lay  them  in  my  breast ; 
44  Protection  they  shall  find  in  me — • 

44  In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  u  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose,. 
44  But  can't  dissolve  my  love  ; 

44  Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
44  The  family  above. 

5  "  Their  feeble  frames  my  power  sha.ll  raisa, 
44  And  mould  with  heav'nly  skill ; 

44  I'll  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise^ 

44  And  hands  to  do  my  will." 
o  6  His  words,  ye  happy  parents,  hear,, 

And  shout,  with  joys  divine, 
d  Dear  Saviour,  all  we  have  arid  are, 

Shall  be  forever  thine.  Stennett. 

HYMN  226.     C.  M.     Canterbury,     [b  *] 

On  the  Diath  of  Children.     Isa.  iv,  5. 
1  ~^^E  mourning  saints,  whose  streaming  tears 
X     Flow  o'er  your  children  dead, 


Select.  HYMN  227.  147 

Say  not  in  transports  of  despair, 
That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 

2  While  cleaving  to  that  darling-  dust, 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie  ; 
Rise,  and  with  joy,  and  reverence,  view, 

A  heavenly  Parent  nigh. 

j  3  Tho%  your  young  brandies  torn  away, 

Like  wither'd  trunks  ye  stand  ; 
>  With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 

Touch' d  by  the  Almighty's  hand. 

d  4  "  I'll  give  the  mourner,11  saith  the  Lord, 
M  In  my  own  house  a  place  ; 
M  No  name  of  daughters  and  of  sons, 
u  Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 

5  u  Transient  and  vain  is  every  hope 

"  A  rising  race  can  give  ; 
u  In  endless  honour  and  delight, 

"  My  children  all  shall  live.11 

— 6  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  tears, 

Thro1  which  thy  face  we  see  ; 
o  And  bless  those  wounds  which,  thro1  our  hearts, 

Prepare  a  way  to  thee.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  227.     C.  M.     Me  of  Wight.  [*] 
Death  of  a  Young  Person. 

1  "¥/^THEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away, 

Tv      By  deaths  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 
O  may  this  truth,  imprest 

e  With  awful  power — I  too  must  die — 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

e  3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more  : 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb  ! 
—It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour ! 

To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

May  every  heart  obey  ; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain, 

Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 


148  HYMN  228,  229.  Select. 

o  5  O  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save  ; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
—6  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 
With  cleansing,  healing  power ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 

For  death's  surprising  hour.  Steele. 

HYMN  228.     C.  M.     Zion.  [*] 
Death  of  Pious  Friends.     1  Thess.  iv,  13,  14. 

1  rW]  AKE  comfort,  christians,  when  your  friends 

JL     In  Jesus  fall  asleep  ; 

Their  better  being  never  ends  ; 

Then  why  dejected  weep  ? 

2  Why  inconsolable,  as  those 
To  whom  no  hope  is  given  ? 

Death  is  the  messenger  of  peace, 
And  calls  the  soul  to  heav'n. 

3  As  Jesus  died,  and  rose  again, 
Victorious  from  the  dead ; 

o  So  his  disciples  rise  and  reign, 

With  their  triumphant  head. 
e  4  The  time  draws  nigh,  when  from  the  clouds 

Christ  shall  with  shouts  descend  ; 
g  And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 

The  heavens  and  earth  shall  rend. 
— 5  Then  they  who  live  shall  changed  be, 

And  they  who  sleep  shall  wake  ; 
0  The  graves,  shall  yield  their  ancient  charge  ; 

And  earth's  foundation  shake. 
o  6  The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 

With  joy  shall  mount  on  high  ; 
— The  heavenly  hosts,  with  praises  loud, 

Shall  meet  them  in  the  sky. 
7  A  few  short  years  of  evil  past, 

We  reach  the  happy  shore  ; 
o  Where  death-divided  friends,  at  last, 

Shall  meet  to  part  no  more.  Scotch  Par. 

HYMN  229.     C.  M.     St.  PauPs.     [b  *] 

The  Christian's  Farewell. 
1  "^S^E  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell, 

A.     With  all  your  feeble  light ; 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moonx 
Pale  empress  of  the  night. 


Select.  HYMN  230.  149 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 
In  brighter  flames  array'd  ; 

My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 
No  more  demands  thy  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 
Of  my  divine  abode  ; 

The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  comts, 

Where  I  shall  see  my  God. 
o  4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display  ; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix, 

With  that  unvaried  day. 
5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief, 

Shall  swell  into  my  eyes  ; 
Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline. 

Amidst  those  brighter  skies. 
£  6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite  ; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view, 

With  infinite  delight.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  230.     8s.     Consolation.  [*] 
Death  Gain  to  a  Believer. 


'H' 


Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind  ! 
How  tasy  his  soul- — that  has  left 
This  wearisome  body  behind  ? 
Of  evil  incapable  thou, 
Whose  relics  with  enyy  I  see  ; 
No  longer  in  misery  now — 
No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 

2  This  earth  is  affected  no  more 
With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain ; 
The  war  with  the  members  is  o'er, 
And  never  shall  vex  him  again. 

No  anger  henceforward,  nor  shame, 
Shall  redden  his  innocent  clay  ; 
jExtinct  is  the  animal  flame, 
And  passion  is  va^isb'd  away. 

3  This  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 
Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er ; 
This  quiet  immoveable  breast, 

}s  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more. 
13* 


50  HYMN  231,  232.  Select. 

This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 
Of  trouble  and  torturing"  pain  ; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat — 
It  never  shall  flutter  again. 

4  The  lids  he  so  seldom  could  close, 
By  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep, 
Sealed  up  in  eternal  repose, 

Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep. 
The  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies, 
These  hollows  from  water  are  free  ; 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  these  eyes, 
And  evil  they  never  shall  see. 

5  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 
While  bound  in  a  prison  I  breathe  ; 
And  still  for  deliverance  pine, 
And  press  to  the  issues  of  death. 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 
Oh,  shall  I  not  ere  long  become, 
My  spirit  created  anew — 

My  body  consign'd  to  the  tomb  !       Whitefield. 

HYMN  231.     L.  M.     Sicilian,  [b  *] 
A  Funeral  Hymn. 

1  TTNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 

\J    Take  this  new  treasure  to  tljy  trust ; 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pair,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds.  No  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ; — God's  dying  Son 

Pass'd  through  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed ; 
Rest  here,  bu'st  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ; 
Attend,  O  earth  !  his  sov'reign  word  ; 
Restore  thy  trust — a  glorious  form — 

Call'd  to  ascend  and  meet  the  Lord.  Watts. 


lW 


HYMN  232.     C.  M.     Sunday.  [*] 

77?  e  Resurrection.     1  Cor.  xv,  52 — 58. 
HEN  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 
This  rending  earth  shall  shake — 


Select.  HYMN  233. 151 

When  opting  graves  shall  yield  their  charge, 
And  dust  to  life  awake  ; — 

o  2  Those  bodies,  that  corrupted  fell, 
Shall  incorrupted  rise  ; 
And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life, 
Immortal  in  the  skies. 

— 3  Behold,  what  hcav'nly  prophets  sung, 

Is  n  w  at  last  fulfill' d—- 
o  That  death  should  yield  his  ancient  reign, 

And,  vanquish' d  quit  the  field. 

o  4  Let  faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 

And  thus  begin  to  sing  ; 
d  "  Oh  grave  !  where  is  thy  triumph  now  ? 

And  where,  O  Death  !  thy  sting  ! 

5  W  Thy  sting  was  sin,  and  conscious  guilt ; 
'Twas  this  that  arm'd  thy  dart ; 

The  law  gave  sin  its  strength,  and  force, 
To  pierce  the  sinner's  heart. 

6  "  But  God,  whose  name  be  ever  blest  1 
Disarms  that  foe  we  dread  ; 

And  makes  us  conqu'rors,  when  we  die, 
Through  Christ  our  living  head." 

— 7  (Then  steadfast  let  us  «tiil  remain, 
Though  dangers  rise  around  ; 
And  in  the  work  prescrib'd  by  God, 
Yet  more  and  more  abound. 

o  8  Assur'd,  that  though  we  labour  now, 
We  labour  not  in  vain  ; 
But  through  the  grace  of  heav'ns  great  Lord, 
The  eternal  crown  shall  gain.)       Scotch  Par. 

HYMN  233.     C.  M.     Arundel  [*]~ 
The  Last  Tempest. 
e  1  ~I[^7~HEN  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air, 
?V      And  tempests  rend  the  skies  ; 
Whilst  blended  ruin,  clouds  and  fire 
In  harsh  diso;  ier  rise  ; — 

o  2  Safe  in  my  Saviour's  love.  I'll  stand, 

And  strike  a  tuneful  song; 
e  My  harp  all  trembling  in  my  hand, 
o       And  all  inspired  my  tongue. 


152  HYMN  234.  Select 

d  3  I'll  shout  aloud,  "  Ye  thunders  roll, 
"  Ami  shake  the  sullen  sky  ; 
"  Your  sounding-  voice,  from  pole  to  pole, 

"In  angry  murmurs  try. 
4  M  Let  the  earth  totter  on  her  hase, 
"  And  clouds  the  heavens  deform  ; 
M  Blow,  all  ye  winds,  from  every  place, 
u  Axid  rush  the  final  storm  }" 
—5  Come  quickly,  blessed  Hope,  appear^- 
Bid  thy  swift  chariot  fly  ; 
Let  angels  tell  thy  coming  near, 
And  snatch  me  to  the  sky. 
p  6  Around  thy  wheels,  in  the  glad  throng, 

I'd  bear  a  joyful  part ; 
g  All  hallelujah  on  my  tongue — 

All  rapture  in  my  heart.  Byles. 

HYMN  234.     8,  7,  &  4.     Littleton.   [*] 
Christ  coming  to  Judgment. 
1   *ir    O,  he  comes — the  King  of  glory  ! 
JLi  With  his  chosen  tribes  to  reign ; 
Countless  hosts  of  saints  and  angels 
Swell  the  mighty  conqueror's  train  ; 

Now  in  triumph, 
Sin  and  death  are  captive  led. 
0  2  See  the  rocks  and  mountains  rending — 

All  the  nations  fill'd  with  dread ! 
e  Hark !  the  trump  of  God — proclaiming 
Through  the  mansions  of  the  dead — 
d  ;t  Come  to  judgment — 

Stand  before  the  Son  of  Man  !" 
— 3  Now  behold  the  dead  awaking ; 
Great  and  small  before  him  stand  ; 
Not  one  soul  forgot,  or  missing ; 
None  his  orders  countermand  : 
a  All  stand  waiting — 

For  their  last  decisive  doom  ! 
~4  Hear  the  Chief  among  ten  thousand 

Thus  address  his  faithful  few  ; 

d  u  Come  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 

u  Heaven  is  prepared  for  you  ; 

"  I  was  hungry — I  was  thirsty— I  was  naked - 
uAnd  ye  mini3ter'd  to  me." 


Select  HYMN  235.  153 

e  5  But  how  awful  is  the  sentence, 
d       u  Go  from  me,  ye  cursed  race — 
"  To  that  place  of  endless  torment, 
11  Never  more  to  see  my  face  : 

M  I  was  hungry — I  was  thirsty — I  was  naked — 
u  Ye  to  me  no  mercy  shcw'd." 
—6  Now  awake  ye  slumbering  virgins, 

Trim  your  lamps  ;  the  bridegroom's  near, 
Let  your  loins  with  truth  be  girded, 
Signs  proclaim,  he'll  soon  appear  : 

Mark !  the  fig-tree, 
Budding,  shows  the  summer's  near. 
c  7  Jesus,  save  a  trembling  sinner, 
Though  thy  wrath  o'er  sinners  roll ; 
In  this  general  wreck  of  nature, 
Be  the  refuge  of  my  soul: 
d  Jesus,  save  me !  Jesus,  save  me !  when  the  light'nings 

Blaze  around  from  pole  to  pole. 

HYMN  235.     8,  7,  &  4.     Helmsley.  [b  *] 
The  Day  of  Judgment. 
e  1  T\AY  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders! 
d       jLJ  Hark !  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round  I 
e  How  the  summons 

Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound ! 

%  2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 

Cloth'd  in  majesty  divine  ! 
— You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 
d       Then  shall  say,  "  This  God  is  mine." 
c  Gracious  Saviour, 

Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine  ! 

o  3  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken. 

Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea, 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 

By  his  looks  prepare  to  flee  : 
p  Careless  sinner, 

What  then  will  become  of  thee  ? 
e  4  Horrours  past  imagination, 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 
d       W  Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart ! 


154  HYMN  230.  Select 


"  Thou  with  Satan 
u  And  his  angels,  have  thy  part  \P. 

— 5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 
Lov'd  and  serv'd  the  Lord  below; 

d  He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed, 
u  See  the  kingdom  I  bestow : 

"  You  forever 
"  Shall  my  love  and  glory  know.1' 

*■— 6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raise  : 
Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches — 
Sighs  shall  then  be  chang'd  to  praise  : 

Q  We  shall  triumph — 

g      When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze  !  Newtow  , 

HYMN  236.     C.  M.     Mitcham.  [*] 
Te  Deum.     JL  General  Hymn  of  Praise. 

1   jf\  GOD,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess, 
Xj  That  thou  the  only  Lord, 

And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  on  earth  ador'd. 

S>  To  thee  ,all  angels  cry  aloud, 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim,  and  seraphim, 

Continually  do  cry, — 

3  "O  holy,  holy,holy  Lord, 

u  Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey  ; 
M  The  world  is  with  the  glory  fill'd 
u  Of  thy  majestic  sway.n 

4  The  apostles1  glorious  company, 
And  prophets  crown'd  with  light, 

With  all  the  martyrs1  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  church,  throughout  the  world, 
O  Lord,  confesses  thee  ; 

That  thou  eternal  Father  art. 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

6  Thy  honour'd,  true,  and  only  Son, 
And  Holy  Ghost  the  spring 

Of  never  ceasing  joy  ;  O  Christ, 
Of  glory  thou  art  King.  Patrick. 


Seloct.  ASCRIPTIONS.  155 

HYMN  237.     8s.     Drummond.  [*] 
Our  G-od  forever  and  ever. 

THIS  God  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Our  faithful  unchangeable  FrIEiCD  ; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 
2  'Tis  Jesus  the  First  and  the  Last, 
Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home  ) 
We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 

ASCRIPTIONS. 
7s. 
1   J^i  LORY  to  the  Father's  name ; 
\3T  Jesus'  excellence  proclaim ; 
Sing  the  blessed  Spirit's  praise  • 
Angels,  swell  the  notes  we  raise  ! 


7s. 

SING  we  to  our  God  above, 
Praise  eternal  as  his  love  ; 
Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

7s. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host, 
Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done  : 
Praise  ~~y  all  to  thee  be  given 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven* 

8,  7,  &  4. 
|~1  LORY  be  to  God  the  Father, 
\JT  Glory  to  the  eternal  Son  j 
Sound  aloud  the  Spirit's  praises  j 
Join  the  elders  round  the  throne  | 
Hallelujah, 
Hail  the  glorious  Three  in  One. 

C.  P.  M. 

TO  Father,  Sen,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  Heavenly  host, 
And  in  the  church  below  ; 
From  whom  ~11  creatures  draw  their  breath,. 
By  whom  redemption  bless'd  the  earth, 
From  whom  all  comforts  flow. 


156  ASCRIPTIONS.  Select. 

8  &  7. 

GLORY,  honour,  praise  and  power 
To  the  Lamb  be  ever  paid : 
Let  new  blessings  every  hour 
Rest  on  his  adored  head. 

5  &  6. 

BY  angels  in  heaven 
Of  every  degree, 
And  saints  upon  earth, 

All  praise  be  address'd 
To  God  in  Three  Person!, 

One  God  ever  bless'd: 
As  it  has  been,  now  is, 
And  always  shall  be. 


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